Rolling Stones Tribute EP

Paint It Black

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colours anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by, dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a newborn baby, it just happens everyday

I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and must have it painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facing up when your whole world is black
No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the setting sun
My love will laugh with me before the morning comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colours anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by, dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
I wanna see it painted, painted black black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky I wanna see it painted black

Brown Sugar

Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields

Sold in a market down in New Orleans

Scarred old slaver knows he's doing alright

Hear him whip the women just around midnight

Brown sugar how come you taste so good?

Brown sugar just like a young girl should

Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot

Lady of the house wondering where it's gonna stop

House boy knows that he's doing alright

You should have heard him just around midnight

Brown sugar how come you taste so good, now?

Brown sugar just like a young girl should, now

Get along, brown sugar how come you taste so good

Got me feeling now, brown sugar just like a black girl should

I bet your mama was a tent show queen

And all her boyfriends were sweet sixteen

I'm no schoolboy but I know what I like

You should have heard me just around midnight

Brown sugar how come you taste so good?

Brown sugar just like a young girl should

Jumping Jack Flash

I was born in a crossfire hurricane

And I howled at my ma in the driving rain

But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas

But it's all right, I'm Jumping Jack Flash

It's a gas, gas, gas

I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag

I was schooled with a strap right across my back

But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas

But it's all right, I'm Jumping Jack Flash

It's a gas, gas, gas

I was drowned, I was washed up and left for dead

I fell down to my feet and I saw they bled

I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread

I was crowned with a spike right through my head

But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas

But it's all right, I'm Jumping Jack Flash

It's a gas, gas, gas

19th Nervous Breakdown

You're the kind of person you meet at certain dismal, dull affairs

Center of a crowd, talking much too loud, running up and down the stairs

Well, it seems to me that you have seen too much in too few years

And though you've tried you just can't hide your eyes are edged with tears

You better stop, look around

Here it comes here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown

When you were a child you were a treated kind but you were never brought up right

You were always spoiled with a thousand toys but still you cried all night

Your mother who neglected you owes a million dollars tax

And your father's still perfecting ways of making sealing wax

You better stop, look around

Here it comes here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown

Who's to blame that girl's just insane well, nothing I do don't seem to work

It only seems to make the matters worse

You were still in school when you had that fool who really messed your mind

And after that you turned your back on treating people kind

On our first trip I tried so hard to rearrange your mind

But after awhile I realized you were disarranging mine

You better stop, look around

Here it comes here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown

Who's to blame that girl's just insane well, nothing I do don't seem to work

It only seems to make the matters worse

When you were a child you were treated kind but you were never brought up right

You were always spoiled with a thousand toys but still you cried all night

Your mother who neglected you owes a million dollars tax

And you father's still perfecting ways of making sealing wax

You better stop, look around

Here it comes here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown

Street Fighting Man

Everywhere I hear the sound of marching charging feet

Because summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street

Well now what can a poor boy do except to sing for a rock n' roll band?

Because in sleepy London town there's just no place for a street fighting man

Think the time is right for a palace revolution

But where I live the game to play is compromise solution

Well now what can a poor boy do except to sing for a rock n' roll band?

Because in sleepy London town there's just no place for a street fighting man

So my name is called Disturbance

I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king, I'll rail at all his servants

Well now what can a poor boy do except to sing for a rock n' roll band?

Because in sleepy London town there's just no place for a street fighting man

Rock And A Hard Place

The fields of Eden are full of trash

And if we beg and we borrow and steal we'll never get it back

People are hungry they crowd around

And the city gets bigger as the country comes begging to town

We're stuck between a rock and a hard place

Between a rock and a hard place

This talk of freedom and human rights

Means bullying and private wars and chucking all the dust into our eyes

And peasant people poorer than dirt

Who are caught in the crossfire with nothing to lose but their shirts

Stuck between a rock and a hard place

Between a rock and a hard place

You'd better stop put on a kind face

Between a rock and a hard place

We're in the same boat on the same sea

And we're sailing south on the same breeze

Guiding dream churches with silver spires

And our rogue children are playing loaded dice

Give me truth now don't want no sham

I'd be hung drawn and quartered for a sheep just as well as a lamb

Stuck between a rock and a hard place

Between a rock and a hard place

You'd better stop put on a kind face

Can't you see what you've done to me

I'm Free

I'm free to do what I want any old time

I'm free to do what I want any old time

So love me, hold me, love me, hold me

I'm free any old time to get what I want

I'm free to sing my song though it gets out of time

I'm free to sing my song though it gets out of time

So love me, hold me, love me, hold me

And I'm free any old time to get what I want

Love me, hold me, love me, hold me

But I'm free any old time to get what I want

I'm free to choose what I please any old time

I'm free to choose what I please any old time

So hold me, love me, love me, hold me

I'm free any old time to get what I want