(M. Jagger/K. Richards)
Who's that woman on your arm all dressed up to do you harm
And I'm hip to what she'll do, give her just about a month or two.
Bit off more than I can chew and I knew what it was leading to,
Some things, well, I can't refuse,
One of them, one of them the bedroom blues.
She delivers right on time, I can't resist a corny line,
But take the shine right off you shoes,
Carryin', carryin' the bedroom blues.
Oo...
In the bar you're getting drunk, I ain't in love, I ain't in luck.
Hide the switch and shut the light, let it all come down tonight.
Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger,
Some face you'll never see no more.
Let it all come down tonight.
Keep those tears hid out of sight, let it loose, let it all come down.I'll burn the fucker down, then wait to watch the fire spread.
Millions look on, as I end what you've claimed yours.
I won't remain silent forever, eterrnity deafens the masses.
These screams of protest will make your ears bleed,
choking on the ashes of what used to be.
We won't remain silent forever,
we'll burn the fucker down and watch the fire spread.