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19th Nervous Breakdown Lyrics - Big Hits (high Tide And Green Grass) - Rolling Stones

You're the kind of person you meet at certain dismal, dull affairs 

Center of a crowd, talking much too loud, running up and down the stairs 

Well, it seems to me that you have seen too much in too few years 

And though you've tried you just can't hide your eyes are edged with tears 

 

You better stop, look around 

Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes 

Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown 

 

When you were a child you were a treated kind 

But you were never brought up right 

You were always spoiled with a thousand toys but still you cried all night 

Your mother who neglected you owes a million dollars tax 

And your father's still perfecting ways of making sealing wax 

 

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You better stop, look around 

Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes 

Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown 

Oh, who's to blame, that girl's just insane 

Well, nothing I do don't seem to work 

It only seems to make the matters worse. Oh, please 

 

You were still in school when you had that fool who really messed your mind 

And after that you turned your back on treating people kind 

On our first trip I tried so hard to rearrange your mind 

But after a while I realized you were disarranging mine 

 

You better stop, look around 

Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes 

Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown 

Oh, who's to blame, that girl's just insane 

Well, nothing I do don't seem to work 

It only seems to make the matters worse. Oh, please 

 

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When you were a child you were treated kind 

But you were never brought up right 

You were always spoiled with a thousand toys but still you cried all night 

Your mother who neglected you owes a million dollars tax 

And you father's still perfecting ways of making sealing wax 

You better stop, look around 

Here it comes, here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown 

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