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A Bigger Bang
It was an filthy block of flats
Trash was on the floor
The stink was in my nose
Hinges off the door

She took me in her room
All was spick and span
Fixed me up a drink
Turned down all the lamps

And the rain fell down
On the cold hard ground
And the phone kept ringing
And we made sweet love

Why do we live in this strange grey town?
They build it up let it all fall down
Feel like we're all living in a battleground
Everybody's jazzed

Why do we live in this strange grey town?
The paint is peeling and the sky's turned brown
The bankers are wankers every Thursday night
they just vomit on the ground

And the rain fell down
On the cold hard ground
And the phone kept ringing
And we made sweet love
And we made sweet love

Everybody's dreaming
Everybody's screaming

Watching the rain fall down

She cooked me up some eggs
Then she made some tea
Kissed me on the check
Then I turned on her tv

It was usual the crap
All the usual sleaze
For 10.000 quid
Some bimbo spilled the beans

And the rain fell down
On the cold hard ground
And the phone kept ringing
And we made sweet love
And we made sweet love




enviada por: Thiago Pedroso

Ao lado de Satisfaction essa é a outra música que nunca fica de fora dos shows da banda.

Quando essa música foi lançada (em 1971), Keith Richards passava longos tempos com Gram Parsons. Gram havia sido o responsável pela criação do "country-rock" quando gravou com os Byrds o disco Sweetheart of Rodeo e com sua banda Flying Burrito Brothers. Foi ele quem influenciou o clima country de faixas como essas e outras da mesma época lançadas pelos ingleses. Gram morreria vítima de overdose em 1973 mas ainda é forte influência no rock contemporâneo.