Memo From Turner Lyrics - Very Best Of Mick Jagger - 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 

Aw, 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 business straight 

I remember you in Hemlock Road 

In nineteen fifty-six 

You're a faggy little leather boy 

With a smaller piece of stick 

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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, gray 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 in my grave 

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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 habit 

They 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, don'tcha 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?"