Dear Lawyers, (from Beggars Banquet)
Oh help us, please lawyers, we're damaged There's a pain where there once was a heart
It's sleepin, it's a beatin' Can't ya please tear it out,
and impeach it Right there in that jar?
Oh help us, please mama, we're sick'ning
It's today that's the day of the plunge
Oh the man who's to lead us Is a bow-legged sow
we've been soakin' up drink like a sponge
"Don't ya worry, get dressed," cried my mother
As she plied us with bourbon so sour
Pull your socks up, put your suit on Comb your long hair down,
He'll be inaugurated in the hour
So help us, please lawyers, we're damaged
There's a pain where there once was a heart
we're sleepin, it's a beatin' Can't ya please take it out,
and impeach it Right there in that jar?
Oh help us, please lawyers, we're damaged
There's a pain where there once was a heart
we're sleepin, it's a beatin' Can't ya please tear it out,
and impeach it Right there in that jar?
we were tremblin', as we put on our jackets
they had creases as sharp as a knife
we put our i.d.s in our pockets But there was a note
And my heart it jumped into my mouth
It read, "voters, I'm not sorry to hurt you.
But I have no courage to speak to your faces.
But I'm down in Havana dealing casinos with Raul
There be no inauguration today."
So help us, please lawyers, we're damaged
You can put back our hearts in their holes
Oh mama, we're cryin' Tears of relief
And our pulses are under control
thanls to KEITH RICHARDS, MICK JAGGER
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