It was an filthy block of flats Trash was on the floor The stink was in my nose Hinges off the door
She took me in her room All was spick and span Fixed me up a drink Turned down all the lamps
And the rain fell down On the cold hard ground And the phone kept ringing And we made sweet love
Why do we live in this strange grey town? They build it up let it all fall down Feel like we're all living in a battleground Everybody's jazzed
Why do we live in this strange grey town? The paint is peeling and the sky's turned brown The bankers are wankers every Thursday night they just vomit on the ground
And the rain fell down On the cold hard ground And the phone kept ringing And we made sweet love And we made sweet love
Everybody's dreaming Everybody's scheming
Watching the rain fall down
She cooked me up some eggs Then she made some tea Kissed me on the check Then I turned on her tv
It was usual the crap All the usual sleaze For 10.000 quid Some bimbo spilled the beans
And the rain fell down On the cold hard ground And the phone kept ringing And we made sweet love And we made sweet love
enviada por: Thiago Pedroso
Compositores: Keith Richards (PRS), Michael Phillip Jagger (Mick Jagger) (PRS)Editor: Promopub Inc (ASCAP)Administração: BMG Rights Management (PRS)Publicado em 2009 e lançado em 2005ECAD verificado obra #15484743 e fonograma #2028481 em 08/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM