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  • Rolling Stones »

    Rolling Stones Shattered текст песни


    Shattered, shattered
    Love and hope and sex and dreams
    Are still surviving on the street
    Look at me — I’m in tatters!
    I’m a shattered.

    Friends are so alarming
    And my lover’s never charming
    Life’s just a cocktail party — on the street
    Big Apple
    People dressed in plastic bags
    Directing traffic -
    Some kind of fashion

    Laughter, joy, and loneliness and sex and sex and sex and sex
    Look at me — I’m in tatters I ‘m a shattered

    All this chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter ’bout
    Shmatta, shmatta, shmatta — I can’t give it away on 7th Avenue
    This town’s been wearing tatters (shattered, shattered)
    Work and work for love and sex
    Ain’t you hungry for success, success, success, success
    Does it matter? (Shattered) Does it matter?
    I’m shattered. Shattered.

    Ahhh, look at me — I’m a shattered
    I’m a shattered
    Look at me- I’m a shattered, yeah

    Pride and joy and greed and sex
    That’s what makes our town the best
    Pride and joy and dirty dreams and still surviving on the street
    And look at me — i’m in tatters, yeah
    I’ve been battered, what does it matter
    Does it matter, uh-huh
    Does it matter, uh-huh, I’m a shattered

    Don’t you know the crime rate is going up, up, up, up, up,
    To live in this town you must be tough, tough, tough, tough, tough!
    You got rats on the west side
    Bed bugs uptown
    What a mess this town’s in tatters I’ve been shattered
    My brain’s been battered — splattered — all over Manhatten

    Uh-huh, This town’s full of money grabbers
    Go ahead-
    Bite the Big Apple, don’t mind the maggots, huh
    Shadoobie, My brain’s been battered
    My friends they come around they
    Flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter
    Pile it up, pile it high on the platter.

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