Beggar's Banquet

SYMPATHY FOR THE DEVIL

Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long long year
Stole many a man's soul and faith
And I was 'round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilot
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around St Petersburg
When I saw it was time for a change
Killed the Czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank
Held a general's rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
The bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
I watched with glee while your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
I shouted out
"Who killed the kennedys?"
When after all
It was you and me
Let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadors
Who get killed before they reach Bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is just the nature of my game
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy and some taste
Use all your well earned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down
Woo who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Tell me baby what's my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby what's my name
I tell you one time, you're to blame
Oo who
Oo who
Oh yeah

DEAR DOCTOR

Oh help me please doctor I'm damaged
There's a pain where there once was a heart
It's sleepin it's beatin
Can't ya please tear it out and preserve it
Right there in that jar

Oh help me please Mama i''m sick'ning
It's today that's the day of the plunge
Oh the gal I'm to marry
Is a bow-legged sow
I've been soakin up drink like a sponge

Don't ya worry get dressed cried my mother
As she plied me with bourbon so sour
Pull your socks up put your suit on
Comb your long hair down
For you will be wed in the hour

So help me please doctor I'm damaged
There's a pain where there was once a heart
I'm sleepin it's beatin
Can't ya please tear it out and preserve it
Right there in that jar

I was tremblin as I put on my jacket
It had creases as sharp as a knife
I put the ring in my pocket
But there was a note
And my heart it jumped into my mouth
It read darlin I'm sorry to hurt you
But I have no courage to speak to your face
But I'm down in Virginia with your cousin Lou
There'll be no wedding today

So help me please doctor I'm damaged
You can put back my heart in its hole
Oh Mama I'm cryin
Tears of relief
And my pulse is now under control

FACTORY GIRL

Waiting for a girl who's got curlers in her hair
Waiting for a girl she has no money anywhere
We get busses everywhere
Waiting for a factory girl

Waiting for a girl and her knees are much too fat
Waiting for a girl who wears scarves instead of hats
Her zipper's broken down the back
Waiting for a factory girl

Waiting for a girl and she gets me into fights
Waiting for a girl we get drunk on Friday nigh
She's a sight for sore eyes
Waiting for a factory girl

Waiting for a girl and she's got stains all down her dress
Waiting for a girl and my feet are getting wet
She ain't come out yet
Waiting for a factory girl

JIG-SAW PUZZLE

There's a tramp sittin on my doorstep
Tryin to waste his time
With his methylated sandwich
He's a walking clothesline
And here comes the bishops daughter
On the other side
She looks atrifle jealous
She's been an outcast all her life

Me I'm waiting so patiently
Lying on the floor
I'm just trying to do my jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains anymore

Oh the gangster looks so frightening
With his luger in his hand
When he gets home to his children
He's a family man
But when it comes to the nitty-gritty
He can shove in his knife
Yes he really looks quite religious
He's been an outlaw all his life

Me I'm waiting so patiently ...

Oh the singer he looks so angry
At being thrown to the lions
And the bass player he looks nervous
About the girls outside
And the drummer he's so shattered
Trying to keep on time
And the guitar players look damaged
They've been outcasts all their lives

Me I'm waiting so patiently..

Oh there's twenty thousand grandmas
Wave their hankies in the air
All burning up their pensions
And shouting it's not fair
There's a regiment of soldiers
Standing looking on
And the Queen is bravely shouting
What the hell's going on

With a blood-curdling tally-ho
She charged into the ranks
And blessed all those grandmas who
With their dying breaths screamed thanks

Me I'm just waiting so patiently
With my woman on the floor
We're trying to do this jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains anymore

Yessir!

NO EXPECTATIONS

Take me to the station
And put me on a train
I've got no expectations
To pass through here again

Once I was a rich man
And now I am so poor
But never in my sweet short life
Have I felt like this before

Your heart is like a diamond
You throw your pearls at swine
And as I watch you leaving me
You pack my peace of mind

Our love was like the water
That splashes on a stone
Our love is like our music
It's here and then it's gone

So take me to the airport
And put me on a plane
I got no expectations
To pass through here again

PARACHUTE WOMAN

Parachute woman land on me tonight
Parachute woman land on me tonight
I'll break big in New Orleans
And I'll overspill in Caroline

Parachute woman join me for a ride
Parachute woman join me for a ride
I'll make my blow in Dallas
And get hot again in half the time

Parachute woman will you blow me out
Parachute woman will you blow me out
Well my heavy throbber's itching
Just to lay a solorhy rythm down

PRODIGAL SON

Well a poor boy took his father's bread and started down the road
Started down the road
Took all he had and started down the road
Going out in this world where god only knows
And that'll be the way to get along

Well poor boy spent all he had famine come in the land
Famine come in the land
Spent all he had and famine come in the land
Said I believe I'll go and hire me to some man
And that'll be the way I'll get along

Well man said I'll give you a job for to feed my swine
For to feed my swine
I'll give you a job for to feed my swine
Boy stood there and hung his head and cried
Cause that is no way to get along

Said I believe I'll ride believe I'll go back home
Believe I'll go back home
Believe I'll ride believe I'll go back home
Or down the road as far as I can go
And that'll be the way to get along

Well father said see my son coming home to me
Coming home to me
Father ran and fell down on his knees
Said sing and praise lord have mercy on me
Mercy

Oh poor boy stood there hung his head and cried
Hung his head and cried
Poor boy stood and hung his head and cried
Said Father will you look on me as a child
Yeah

Well father said eldest son I'll kill my fatted calf
Call the family round
Kill that calf and call the family round
My son was lost but now he is found
Cause that's the way for us to get along
Hey

SALT OF THE EARTH

Let's drink to the hard working people
Let's drink to the lowly of birth
Raise your glass to the good and the evil
Let's drink to the salt of the earth

Say a prayer for the common foot soldier
Spare a thought for his back breaking work
Say a prayer for his wife and his children
Who burn the fires and still till the earth

And when I search a facelesss crowd
A swirling mass of gray
And black and white
They don't look real to me
In fact they look so strange

Raise your glass to the hard working people
Lets drink to the uncounted heads
Lets think of the wavering millions
Who need leaders but get gamblers instead

Spare a thought for the stay-at-home-voter
His empty eyes stare at strange beauty shows
And a parade of the gray suited grafters
A choice of cancer or polio

And when I look in the faceless crowd
A swirling mass of grays
And black and white
They don't look real to me
Oh don't they look so strange

Let's drink to the hard working people
Lets think of the lowly of birth
Spare a thought for the rag-taggy people
Lets drink to the salt of the earth

Lets drink to the hard working people
Lets drink to the salt of the earth
Lets drink to the two thousand million
Lets think of the humble of birth

STREET FIGHTING MAN

Ev'rywhere I hear the sound of marching charging feet boy
Cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street boy
But what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
Cause in sleepy London town
There's just no place for a street fighting man
No

Hey think the time is right for a palace revolution
Cause where I live the game to play is compromise solution
Well then what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
Cause in sleepy London town
There's no plcae for a street fighting man
No

Hey said my name is called disturbance
I'll shout and scream I'll kill the king I'll rail at all his servants
Well what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
Cause in Sleepy London town
There's no place for a street fighting man
No

Yeah!

great album, the best i think

I did not post Stray Cat Blues. It is a wonderful song, except I feel uncomfortable with such lyrics pinpointing a fifteen year old girl, when performed by someone who was Jagger's age at the time.

understood edgar,

however,, you did force me to get off my arse, get the axe out, open tune it and play awhile.

thanks

The best. You can't believe the memories it has rekindled. Good and some sad.