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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