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The Rolling Stones
The Rolling Stones


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Откуда London, England
Жанры Rock
Rock'n'Roll
Blues Rock
Blues
R&B
Годы 1962—н.в.
Лейблы Decca Music Group
Virgin Records
Polydor
Interscope Records
London Records
Rolling Stones Records
ABKCO Records
Сайт Website
Состав
Ronnie Wood
Mick Jagger
Keith Richards
Charlie Watts
Бывшие участники
Brian Jones
Ian Stewart
Mick Taylor
Bill Wyman
Tony Chapman
Mick Avory
Dick Taylor



Альбом The Rolling Stones



21.03.1986
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Key to the Highway
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You fell out of the clear blue sky
to the darkness below
The smell of your flesh excites me
my blood starts to flow
So help me God

You burst in, in a blaze of light
you unzippered the dark
One kiss took my breath away
one look lights up the stars
And it's one hit to the body
it comes straight from the heart
And it's one hit to the body
sure went straight to the mark,
So help me God

It's one shot when you love me
one shot when you leave
I don't need no security
I just need me some peace
And it's one hit to the body
it comes straight from the heart
One voice calls out my name
It sure went straight to the mark

One punch and you knocked me down
tore my defenses apart
One round took me out of the game
you did me some permanent harm
It took just one hit
It took just one hit
It ain't enough for me
It ain't enough for me
It ain't enough for me
It's hurting me, baby

Oh, your love is a sweet addiction
I can't clean you out of my veins
It's a life long addiction
that has damaged my brain
It took just one hit to the body
to tear my defenses apart
One hit to the body
sure went straight to the mark
One hit to the body
to the body, to the body
Comes straight from the heart

One hit to the body
and it comes straight from the heart

One hit to the body
and it comes straight from the heart
That's all it took, that's all it took
So help me, so help me God
So help me, so help me God

One hit to the body
and it comes straight from the heart
One hit to the body
and it comes straight from the heart

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Yeah man

Gonna pulp you to a mess of bruises
'Cos that's what you're looking for
There's a hole where your nose used to be
Gonna kick you out of my door

Gotta get into a fight
Can't get out of it
Gotta get into a fight

Gonna blow you to a million pieces
Blow you sky high, I don't care
Splatter matter on the bloody ceiling
Blow the building right into the air

Gotta get into a fight
Can't get out of it
Gotta get into a fight
Gonna put the boot right in
Gotta get into a fight
Yeah watch me now

What I want is power, more power
What I need is an innocent life
Wanna do it in the broad daylight
I'm the truck, I'm the suicide

Gotta get into a fight
Can't get out of it
Wanna get into a fight
Gonna get away with it
Gotta get into a fight
Watch me, watch me now

Yeah gotta get into a fight
Wanna caught the bullet
Wanna get into a fight
Rolling Stones - Fight

Gonna get away with it

It's all for the greater glory
It's all for a Saturday night
There's a hole where your face used to be
I got you in my telescope sight

Gotta get into a fight
Gonna shoot the bullet
Can't get out of it
Wanna get into a fight
Gonna get away with it



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R0olling Stones - Harlem Shuffle

Huhuuuhuhuhuhuuuuuuh, hu!
You move it to the left, yeah, and you go for yourself.
You move it to the right, yeah, if it takes all night.
Now take it kinda slow,
with a whole lot of soul.
Don't move it too fast.
Just make it last.
You scratch just like a monkey.
Yeah ya do, real cool.
You slide it to the limbo.
Yeah, how low can you go?
Now come on baby, come on baby!
Don't fall down on me now.
Just move it right here to the Harlem Shuffle.
Huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, do the Harlem Shuffle.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, do the Harlem Shuffle.
Meooow. Ooh haoooh!
Hitch me hitch hike baby, across the floor.
Whow, whow, whow, I can't stand it no more.
Now come on, baby [oh, come on baby!], now get into your slide.
Just ride, ride, ride little pony ride.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, do the Harlem Shuffle.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, do the Harlem Shuffle.
[Do the Monkey Shine]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, shake your tail feather, baby.
[Shake shake, shake shake yeah!]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, shake your tail feather, baby.
Huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, do the Harlem Shuffle.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, do the Harlem Shuffle.
Yeah, like your momma told you how.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, do the Harlem Shuffle.
Do it, do it do your own, own shine.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, do the Harlem Shuffle.


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Roling Stones - hold Back

Hear the voice of experience,
a word from the wise.
Grab opportunity, yes, while you're alive.
'Cause if you follow the crowd,
'cause if you act like a coward,
you'll end up yelling out loud.
Hold back.
You'll regret it someday.
Choke on that.
Don't let it pass you by.
Hold back.
You better seize the hour.
If you look in your history book,
if you delve in the past.
Stalin and Roosevelt, yeah, they both took their chances.
And George grasped the nettle.
It's do or dare
from the banks of the Delaware.
Yeah, don't hold back.
Trust your gut reaction.
Be bold, be bold, baby.
Mmm, if you don't take chances, you won't make advances.
Hold back, yeah.
Don't matter if you ain't so good looking,
if you ain't sharp as a blade.
Na, don't be afraid.
Don't hold back.
Life is passing you by.
Choke on that.
Keep on moving, keep on moving, yeah.
Yes, you run with the crowd, yeah.
You will end up in the madhouse shouting those cold walls down.
Ya, don't hold back.

Hold back, you're messing with your life.
Hold back.
Yeah, life goes by fast sometimes.
Be bold, be bold, be bold, be bold baby.
You're wastin' your time.
I want your attention, so pin back your ears.
I've been climbing this tree of promises for over forty years.
Your vision get broken
and bust on the ground.
So watch me, watch me rebound.
Yeah, don't hold back, you wrecking your life.
Choke on that. Yeah!
Don't hold back,
you're messing with your life ...

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Rolling Stones - Too Rude

Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you
Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you

Everywhere
All over the place
Every man, he has
A picture of your face
Hey little girl
Don't you realize
This is a goddamn disgrace

Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you
Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you

Oh little girl
You never want me
Tomorrow night you say
You need my key
Hey little girl
Go and have a ball
You know one day girl
You're bound to fall

Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you
Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you

Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you
Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you

Everywhere
All over the place
Every man, he has
A picture of your face
Hey little girl
Don't you realize
This is a goddamn disgrace
Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you
Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you

Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you
Girl you're too bad
Girl you're too rude
Everyman I speak to
Says he wants you


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Rolling Stones - Winning Ugly

I wanna be on top
Forever on the up
And damn the competition
I never play it fair
I never turn a hair
Just like the politicians
I wrap my conscience up
I wanna win that cup
And get my money baby
But back in the dressing room
The other side is weeping
And we're winning, winning ugly
And we're winning, winning ugly

And we're heading for the heartbreak
Heading for the blues
We're heading for the heartbreak
Heading for the blues
And we're winning, winning ugly
And we're winning, winning ugly

I will not act unkind
I will not be so blind
I will not walk so proud
Come down from off my cloud
How can I live my life this way?
Beauty is staring me in the face
Ain't that the truth
Ain't that the truth
Hold on, come on girl
Hold on

Look out for number one
My country right or wrong
Let the devil take the hindmost
I was brought up to cheat
So long as the referee wasn't looking
I'm never wrong at all
I always fight the call
I don't admit it
But back in the dressing room
The other side is screaming
And we're winning, winning ugly, yeah
And we're winning, winning ugly

And we're heading for the heartbreak
Heading for the blues
We're heading for the heartbreak
Heading for the blues
And we're winning, winning ugly

I will not act unkind
I will not be so blind
I will not walk so proud
Come down from off my cloud
How can I live my life this way
Beauty is staring me in the face
Ain't that the truth
Ain't that the truth?
Come on baby, come on girl
A little bit louder
Walk a little bit prouder

And we're winning, winning ugly, that's alright
And we're winning, winning ugly, come on girl
And we're winning, winning ugly
And we're winning, winning ugly, winning ugly




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Rolling Stones - Back To Zero

Back to zero
So you wanna blow us all to pieces
Go meet your maker, head hung down
And give him all your explanations
Go ahead, throw down
Back to zero, back to nothing
Straight to meltdown, back to zero
That's where we're heading

It's a monkey living on my back
I can feel my spine begin to crack
I'm looking to the future
I keep on glancing back
I prefer to rot
I don't want to pop

I think I'll head back to the jungle, alright
Don't want to see no big bad rumble, too fright
Back to zero, that's where we're going
Back to nothing, right now, right now
No heroes? No more heroes
Back to meltdown
That's where I'm going, back to zero

My whole life is hanging on a thread
I'm the fly inside the spider's web
I'm looking to the future
I keep on glancing back
I prefer to rot
I don't want to pop

I worry about my great grandchildren
Living ten miles beneath the ground
I worry about their whole existence
The whole damn thing's in doubt
Back to zero, that's where we're going
Back to nothing, that's where we're heading
Straight to meltdown, that's where we're going
Back to zero, right now, right now

We're going nowhere
Right now, right now
Back to zero, that's where we're heading
Back to zero


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Living high, sitting in the sun
Sit on your ass till your work is done
You lazy mother, your hands are clean
You pull the strings and you got the clout
There's something filthy living in your mouth
Pushing your buttons you get away free

You let somebody do the dirty work
Find some loser, find some jerk
Find some dumb ass do it all for free
Let somebody do the dirty work
Find some loser, find some jerk
Find some greaseball, yeah

It's beginning to make me angry
I'm beginning to hate it
You're a user, you're a user
I'm gonna shake you

Let somebody do the dirty work
I never see no grease on you baby
Never roll your sleeves up, do you, never baby
Let somebody do the dirty work
Find some fucker, find some jerk
Do it all, do it all for free

While you're out having all the fun
They'll take the blame when the trouble comes
Let somebody do it, do it

It's beginning to make me angry
I'm beginning to hate you
You're a user, I hate you
When you push you make me crazy

Let somebody do it all for free
Let somebody do the dirty work
Let somebody do it all for free
Let somebody do the dirty work
Let somebody do the dirty work
Pushing it harder, pushing it harder

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Rolling Stones - Had it With You

I love you, dirty fucker
Sister and a brother
Moaning in the moonlight
Singing for your supper
'Cos I had it I had it I had it with you
I had it I had it I had it with you

You always seem to haunt me
Always try to haunt me
Serving out injuctions
Shouting out instructions
But I had it I had it I had it with you
I had it I had it I had it with you
I had it I had it I had it with you

And I love you with a passion
In and out of fashion
Always got behind you
When other tried to blind you
But I had it I had it I had it with you
I had it I had it I had it with you
I had it I had it I had it with you

It is such a sad thing
To watch a good love die
I've had it up to here babe
I've got to say goodbye
'Cos I had it I had it I had it with you
And I had it I had it I had it with you

Loved you in the lean years
Loved you in the fat ones
You're a mean mistreater
You're a dirty dirty rat scum
I had it I had it I had it with you
I had it I had it I had it with you
I had it I had it I had it with you
I had it with you
I had it with you
I had it with you.........




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Rolling Stones - Sleep Tonight

You better get some sleep tonight
You better get some sleep tonight
Honey, just warn your friends
You better get some sleep tonight

You always watch the sun go down
The same old shadows crawl over town
Those thoughts of you it shivers me
The moon grows cold in memory

Baby you better get some sleep tonight
All you got to do is close your eyes
You better get some sleep tonight

I wish you baby, all the best
If you turn out like all the rest
This darkness baby, it's chilling me
Stars stare down in sympathy

Baby you better get some sleep tonight
All you got to do is close your eyes
Baby you better get some sleep tonight

You better get some sleep tonight
You better get some sleep tonight
Warn all your friends
You better keep them out of sight
You better get some sleep tonight

They robbed you of your dignity
They even steal your heart from me
It ain't revenge, you understand
Baby I just want to know who dealth this hand

Baby, ah that's alright
Baby you better get some sleep tonight
All you got to do is close your eyes
Baby you better get some sleep tonight
You better get some sleep tonight
You better get so



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Key to the Highway

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