The Rolling Stones – Doom And Gloom

I had a dream last night that I was piloting a plane
And all the passengers were drunk and insane
I crash landed in a Louisiana swamp
Shot up a horde of zombies
But I come out on top
What’s it all about?
Guess it just reflects my mood

Sitting in the dirt
Feeling kind of hurt
All I hear is doom and gloom
And all is darkness in my room
Through the light, your face I see
Baby take a chance
Baby won’t you dance with me

Lost all that treasure in an overseas war
It just goes to show you don’t get what you paid for
Bowing to the rich and worrying about the poor
Put my feet up on the couch and lock all the doors
Hear a funky noise
That’s the tightening of the screws

Feeling kind of hurt
Sitting in the dirt
All I hear is doom and gloom
But when those drums go boom boom boom
Through the night, your face I see
Baby take a chance
Baby won’t you dance with me
Yeah!
Baby won’t you dance with me
Ah yeah

Fracking deep for oil but there’s nothing in the sump
There’s kids all picking at the garbage dump
I am running out of water so I better prime the pump
I am trying to stay sober but I end up drunk

We’ll be eating dirt
Living on the side of the road
There’s some food for thought
Kind of makes your head explode
Feeling kind of hurt
Yeah

But all I hear is doom and gloom
And all is darkness in my room
Through the night, your face I see
Baby, come on
Baby won’t you dance with me
Yeah!
Yeah!
Baby won’t you dance with me
I’m feeling kind of hurt
Baby won’t you dance with me
Ah yeah!
Come on
Dance with me
Sitting in the dirt
Baby won’t you dance with me

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Smak sveta

Noćas sam sanjao da upravljam avionom
I da su svi putnici pijani i ludi
Bio sam primoran da sletim u neku luizijansku močvaru
Obrušio se na hordu zombija
Ali izvukao sam se
Šta to znači?
Pretpostavljam da to jednostavno reflektuje moje raspoloženje

Sedim u blatu
Osećajući se nekako povređeno
Sve što čujem je biće smak sveta
I u mojoj sobi sve je mračno
Kroz svetlo vidim tvoj lik
Dušo, rizikuj
Dušo, pleši sa mnom

Svo blago izgubljeno u jednom prekomorskom ratu
To samo dokazuje da ne dobijaš uvek ono što si tražio
Klanjajući se bogatima i brinući zbog siromašnih
Dižem noge na kauč i zaključavam sva vrata
Čujem neki čudan zvuk
To je stezanje šarafa

Osećajući se nekako povređeno
Sedim u blatu
Sve što čujem je biće smak sveta
Ali kad se začuju bubnjevi bum bum bum
Kroz svetlo, tvoj lik vidim
Dušo, rizikuj
Dušo, pleši sa mnom
Da!
Dušo, pleši sa mnom
Oh da

Duboko bušim u potrazi za naftom ali u tom oknu nema ničega
Neka deca po đubretu kopaju
Ponestaje mi vode pa bi mi bolje bilo da pripremim pumpu
Trudim se da ostanem trezan ali završim pijan

Ješćemo blato
Sedeći kraj puta
Nađe se ponešto duševne hrane
Od čega ti nekako glava eksplodira
Osećam se nekako povređen
Da

Ali sve što čujem je biće smak sveta
I sve je mračno u mojoj sobi
Kroz taj mrak ja tvoj lik vidim
Dušo, hajde
Dušo, pleši sa mnom
Da!
Da!
Dušo, pleši sa mnom
Osećam se nekako povređen
Dušo, pleši sa mnom
Oh da!
Hajde
Pleši sa mnom
Sedim u blatu
Dušo, pleši sa mnom