文本歌词

Memo From Turner - Mick Jagger
Didn't I see you down in San Antone
On a hot and dusty night
We were eating eggs in Sammy's
When the black man there drew his knife
Are you drowned that Jew in Rampton
As he washed his sleeveless shirt
You know that Spanish-speaking gentlemen
The one we all called kurt
Come now gentleman I know
There's some mistake
How forgetful I'm becoming
Now you fixed your bus'ness straight
I remember you in Hemlock Road
In nineteen fifty-six
You're a faggy little leather boy
With a smaller piece of stick
You're a lashing smashing hunk of man
Your sweat shines sweet and strong
Your organs working perfectly
But there's a part
That's not screwed on
Weren't you at the Coke convention back
On nineteen sixty-five
You're the misbred grey executive
I've seen heavily advertised
You're the great gray man
Whose daughter licks policemen's buttons clean
You're the man who squats behind the man
Who works the soft machine
Come now gentleman your love is all I crave
You'll still be in the circus
When I'm laughing laughing on my grave
When the old men do the fighting
And the young men all look on
And the young girls eat their mothers meat
From tubes of plasticon
Be wary of these my gentle friends
Of all the skins you breed
They have a tasty habitthey eat the hands that bleed
So remember who you say you are
And keep your noses clean
Boys will be boys and play with toys
So be strong with your beast
Oh Rosie dear doncha think
It's queer so stop me if you please
The baby is dead my lady said
You gentlemen why you all work for me