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Mick Jagger Album


Primitive Cool (09/14/1987)
09/14/1987
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(Jagger)

Used to play the Casanova
Smoother than the Bossa Nova
Love to play the Romeo
But I never need a home to go to
I'm so greasy, I'm so slick.
I leave no traces
I just get out quick
I use cheap champagne
Brief affairs and backstage love

But a love like this
Is much too good
To ever throwaway

I've played the fool
I've played the clown
I'm an easy lover
When I come to town
It's a fashion
It's a buyers market
It's a buyer's market
To bust it up
Before it's really started
I'm incurably romantic
If you leave me I'll go frantic
With cheap champagne
Brief affairs and backstage love

But a love like this
Is much too good
To ever throwaway
Yes a love like this
Is much too good
To ever throwaway
If the glove still fits
Don't call it quits
Don't throw your life away
Cause a love like this
Is much too good
To ever throwaway

Used to play the Casanova
Faster than a roller coaster
I gave you the best years of my life
Don't you kick me in the gutter

Cause a love like this
Is much too good
To ever throwaway
Yes a love like this
Is much too good
To ever throwaway
Yes there's many a slip
Between a cup and lip
Don't let it slide away
Cause a love like this
Is much too good
To ever throwaway


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(Jagger/Dave Stewart)

No sitting down on your butt
The world don't owe you
No sitting down in a rut
I wanna show you
Don't waste your energy
On making enemies
Just take a deep breath
And work your way up

Let's work, be prou
Stand tall, touch the clouds
Man and woman, be free
Let's work, kill poverty

La, la, la
Work your way up

Let's work, be prou
Stand tall, touch the clouds
Man and woman, be free
Let's work, kill poverty

You're sitting down on your butt
And your get greedy
You start to lose your nuts
Don't you look seedy
Can generosity bring you humility
So take a deep breath

Ain't gonna sweat for you
Ain't gonna sigh for you
Ain't gonna cry for you
If you're lazy

Ain't gonna slave for you
Ain't gonna hurt for you
It just won't work for you
If you're lazy

Let's work, be proud
Stand tall, touch the clouds
Let's work, let's eat
Let's live in ecstasy
Man and woman, be free
Let's work, kill poverty

Let's work, be proud
Stand tall, touch the clouds
Man and woman, be free
Let's work, let's work
Get down in the dirt and let's work
Get down in the dirt and let's work
Get up, be free
Get down in the dirt, let's work
Get down in the dirt, let's work
Get down in the dirt
Take off your shirt
Get down in the dirt
Let's work


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(Jagger)

I'm a player in a game show
And it's poisoning my mind
I'm a string on someone's yo-yo
I feel my life is trivialised

I eat scandal for my breakfast
I spit gossip late at night
I'm not one for fancy speeches
But they're sucking me like leeches
Feel my body's under radio control

Listen
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey

Every woman that I'm loving
She's got to have that sense of style
All the men love that aggression
They want to walk that extra mile
I'm getting sick of competition
You better take me off this mission
Feel my body's under radio control


Listen
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey

I always stay fresh
Don't run out of juice
I don't let the power run dry
Don't make a fool of myself
Let my tounge hang too loose
I stay out of range to survive
Every woman she got to walk that extra mile
I'm not one for fancy speeches
But they're sucking me like leeches
Feel my body's under radio control

Listen Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey

Walk forwards
Walk backwards
Radio control
Work hard
Take a vacation
Radio control
Radio control
Radio control


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(Jagger/Dave Stewart)

Cast all your fears aside
And say you will, say you will be mine
And stay with me until the end of time
And help me, help me grind this mill of life
Please, say you will, say you will be mine

And times and customs may change
And life may get dizzy
My heart is deep in the country
But I live for the city
Chasing those greenfields
That lie just over the hill
Isn't it time that I rested
Time to stand still

I need a lover surely as I need a friend
Someone whose laughter I'll lean on
To tie our lives together

Cast all your fears aside
And say you will, say you will be mine
And love me, until the end of time
And help me, help me grind this mill of life
And say you will, say you will

We're on a ship out to sea
And it's stormy weather
Why don't you promise to me
Devotion forever
The hillsides are yellow and green
And the olives still bloom
We will make passionate love
By electrical moons

I need a lover surely as I need a friend
Someone whose laughter I'll lean on
To tie our lives together

Cast all your fears aside
And say you will, say you will be mine
And stay with me until the end of time
And help me, help me grind this mill of life
And say you will, say you will

Cast all your fears aside
Say you will
Cast all your fears aside
Say you will
You make my heart come alive
Say you will
Help me, help me, help me
Help me grind this mill
Grind this mill of life
Say you will
Say you will be mine
Say you will
Say you will be mine


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(Jagger)

A place far in the future
And faces from the past
And children reading history books
Their faces light and laugh
It all seems so primitive
How did you survive?
It all seemed so different then
How did you stay alive?

Did you walk cool in the fifties daddy?
Was it black and white?
Did you play jazz all night?
Was it really so wonderful?
Did you walk cool in the fifties daddy?
Did you dress like James Dean?
Did you wear dungarees?
Did you dance to the Rhumba?

Was it all just crazy fashion?
I said oh yeah
Did you live life with a passion?
I said oh yeah

Does it all have some strange meaning?
Can it change my life today?
Or is it all so much flotsam and jetsam?
Tell me right away

Did you walk cool in the sixties daddy?
Did you fight in the war?
Or did you chase all the whores
On the rock and roll rumble?
Did you walk cool in the sixties daddy?
Did you fight in the war?
Did you break all the laws
That were ready to crumble?

Was it just a crazy fashion?
I said oh yeah
Did you live life with a passion?
I said oh yeah

Does it have some inner meaning?
Can it change my life today?
Or is it all so much flotsam and jetsam?
Tell me right away

Well I think you've got it figured
Go check it out yourself
Cause I've had it playing teacher for today

Did you walk cool primitive cool?
Did you know Dr. King?
Was he ever so humble?
Did you walk cool primitive cool?
Did you break all the laws
That were ready to crumble?

A place far in the future
And faces from the past
And children reading history books
Their faces light and laugh
It all seems so primitive
How did you survive?
It all seemed so different then
How did you stay alive?


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(Jagger/Dave Stewart)

And I just don't do things by halves
So come now please don't make me laugh
The wicked lay stones in my path
And friends who are snakes in the grass

I felt the warmth of you in summer days gone by
The waves they rock the boat
You smiled at me and closed your eyes

I won't bow down, I won't kow tow
Won't be seen to, won't be lied to
I won't turn tail, won't be blackmailed by you

And I can see through you like glass
So come now please don't make me laugh

I hear the country church bells ring for you
I see the church choir rise and sing for you
But I'll be leaving soon, I'm off at high noon
I've got a heavy heart, we touch a long past

I won't bow down, I won't kow tow
Won't be seen to, won't be lied to
I won't turn tail, won't be blackmailed
But if you think of me
Think something sweet of me

I look around in rage
There's nothing left
There's nothing saved
Some memories, a photograph
The future looms, so damn the past

I don't want you, I don't need you
I won't bow down, I won't kow tow
I won't turn tail, I won't be blackmailed
Won't be seen to, won't be lied to
Ohh, ooh, ooh


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(Jagger)

You say you love me
Why do you always do me down down down?
I hit rock bottom
You gave me up without sound, sound, sound
But now I'm back in town and feeling mighty fit
I'm sick and tired of eating all your chicken shit
So keep on looking for me
Once I was lost but now I'm found, found, found

I was a rising star
You hitched your wagon next to mine, mine, mine
The sun was shining bright
I guess I never read the sign, sign, sign
Right at the moment that you saw my hand first slip
Just like a dirty rat you jumped the sinking ship
So keep on looking for me
Once I was lost but now I'm found, found, found

Find me in the palace
Find me on the street
Find me back in church
Right in my favourite seat
Now you're a notch on my gun
Who are you to shoot off your mouth?

Wild-eyed and crazy
I always threw my cash around, round, round
You put the boot in
Until the bottom fell right out, out, out
I turned around
You smell like Monday morning's fish
I can't get near enough to take a goodbye kiss
So keep on looking for me
Once I was lost but now I'm found, found, found

Find me in the movies
Right on the TV screen
Keep on searching for me
And you will hear me scream
Now you're a notch on my gun
Now you're a notch on my gun
Who are you to shoot off your mouth?
Shoot off your mouth

But now I'm back in town and feeling mighty fit
I'm sick and tired of eating all your chicken shit
So keep on looking for me
Once I was lost but now I'm found, found, found

Find me in the palace
Find me on the street
Find me back in church
Right in my favourite seat
Now you're a notch on my gun
Who are you to shoot off your mouth?
Shoot off your mouth
Shoot off your mouth
Shoot off your
Don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot
Don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot


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(Jagger)

No more sleaze ball, funky, low down, skunky juke joints
Where the drinks are knee deep on the floor
And the clientele is posed and angry
And the pretty girls are whores
Who gild the lily, and more's the pity

If you really want to live a life of passion
If you really want to dance your life away
There's a place I really got to show you
It's down in the alley, really hid away
(treat me) Soul City, Soul City
Peace for the wicked
Life for the living in Soul City

It's a way on down the street
I found it once before
Even though I have the keys
I still can't always find the door
It can be tricky
Might have to pick it

Soul, Soul, Soul, Soul City
Soul, Soul, Soul, Soul City
The girls are witty
The boys are pretty

There's a girl who's dancing with my conscience
While the DJ's playing with my heart
On the screen are my recriminations
While I'm singing I'm still praying hard

Soul City, Soul City
Peace for the wicked
Food for the spirit in Soul City
Soul City, Soul City
Come down there with me
Come down there with me


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(Jagger)

You used to be my party doll
But now you say the party's over
You used to love to honky tonk
But now the honky tonking's over

Now life is a bitter thing, my sweet
Now life is a mystery to me
Love's pain, I ain't buying
Love's strange. I keep trying, trying, trying

You used to be my party doll
But now you want to live in clover
You used to be my number one
But now those salad days are over

Times change but fascination stays
Love wins but the passion just fades
I'll drink to the dancing days
I'll drink to your crazy ways
Through the whiskey haze

Face the music, face the truth
Chase that fleet sweet bird of youth
Grow up sweetly, grow up strong
Hear the heartbeat, in my song

Love's pain, I ain't buying
Love's strange. I keep trying, trying, trying

You used to be my party doll
But now you say the party's over
You used to love to honky tonk
But now those dancing days are over
You used to be my number one
But now you vanished in the ozone


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(Jagger)

I was born in a war
So they call me a war baby
I was born in a war
And it don't make me war crazy

And the guns start to roar
As the fire sweeps the street
Crazy

Why can't we walk the road together
And keep our children safe and sure

War - War Baby

And the war made us poor
Made our future unsure
Hazy

Why don't we run this race together
And keep our children safe and sure

But the arms race is on
And the tanks all roll out
All the guns are in place
We just wait for the shout
To arms, to arms

And the guns start to roar From the ship to the shore
And the bombs start to fall
As we crouch in the hall
as they bust through the breach
Out on Omaha Beach

Why don't we run this road together
Why can't we hope to find a cure

But the arms race is on
And the tanks all roll out
All the guns are in place
As we wait for the shout
And the army sweeps on and on
And the navy sails out
As we rush to the edge
As we wait for the shout
To arms, to arms

War - War Baby


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