Friday, January 07, 2011

19th Nervous Breakdown (1966)

I was just thinking how utterly contemporary this 1966 Stones song still is. Released 45 years ago.

Conversely, 45 years BEFORE this song came out was... 1921.

Between 1966 and 2011 is the same. Between 1921 and 1966, there was a HUGE leap.



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

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 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 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.
Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown
Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown

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