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(I CAN'T GET NO) SATISFACTION
JUMPIN' JACK FLASH
PAINT IT BLACK
ANGIE

(I CAN'T GET NO) SATISFACTION
Mick Jagger/Keith Richards
THE ROLLING STONES

I can't get no satisfaction
I can't get no satisfaction
'Cause I try, and I try, and I try, and I try
I can't get no, I can't get no

When I'm drivin' in my car
And that man comes on the radio
And he's tellin' me more and more
About some useless information
Supposed to fire my imagination
I can't get no, oh no no no
Hey hey hey, that's what I say

I can't get no satisfaction
I can't get no satisfaction
'Cause I try, and I try, and I try, and I try
I can't get no, I can't get no

When I'm watchin' my TV
And that man comes on to tell me
How white my shirts can be
Well he can't be a man 'cause he doesn't smoke
The same cigarrettes as me
I can't get no, oh no no no
Hey hey hey, that's what I say

I can't get no satisfaction,
I can't get no girly action.
'Cause I try, and I try, and I try, and I try
I can't get no, I can't get no

When I'm ridin' round the world
And I'm doin' this and I'm signing that
And I'm tryin' to make some girl
Who tells me baby better come back later next week
'Cause you see I'm on losing streak
I can't get no, oh no no no
Hey hey hey, that's what I say

I can't get no, I can't get no
I can't get no satisfaction
No satisfaction, no satisfaction, no satisfaction

JUMPIN' JACK FLASH
Jagger/Richard
THE ROLLING STONES

I was born in a cross-fire 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 Jumpin' 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 Jumpin' 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 saw they bled
I frowned at the crumbs and 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 Jumpin' Jack Flash
It's a gas, gas, gas
Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas

PAINT IT BLACK
Jagger/Richards
THE ROLLING STONES

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors 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 new born baby it just happens ev'ry day

I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it has been painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facin' 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 settin' sun
My love will laugh with me before the mornin' comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors 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

Hmm, hmm, hmm,...

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, painted, painted, painted black
Yeah!

ANGIE
ROLLING STONES

Angie, Angie
When will those dark clouds all disappear?
Angie, Angie
Where will it lead us from here?
With no loving in our souls
and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied

Angie, Angie
You can't say we never tried
Angie, I still love you baby
Ev'ry where I look I see your eyes
There ain't a woman that comes close to you
Come on baby dry your eyes But

Angie Angie
Ain't it good to be alive

Angie you're beautiful but ain't it time we said goodbye
Angie I still love you remember all those nights we cried
All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke
Let me whisper in your ear
Angie, Angie where will it lead us from here
Angie, where will it lead us from here.

Oh Angie don't you weep all your kisses still taste sweet
I hate that sadness in your eyes but
Angie, Angie ain't it time we said goodbye

With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But Angie, Angie, I still love you baby.

 

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