Rock And A Hard Place (Rolling Stones)

 Rock And A Hard Place

 The fields of Eden
 Are full of trash
 And if we beg and we borrow and steal
 We'll never get it back
 People are hungry
 They crowd around
 And the city gets bigger as the country
 comes begging to town

 Stuck between a rock
 And a hard place
 Between a rock and a hard place

 this talk of freedom
 And human rights
 Means bullying and private wars and
 chucking all the dust in your eyes
 And peasant people
 Pooper than dirt
 Who are caught in the crossfire with nothing
 to lose but their shirts

 Stuck between a rock
 And a hard place
 Between a rock and a hard place

 You'd better stop, put on a kind face
 Between a rock and a hard place

 We're in the same boat
 On the same sea
 And we're sailing south
 On the same breeze
 Building dream churches
 With the silver spires
 And our rogue children
 Are playing loaded dice

 Between a rock and a hard place
 You'd better stop

 Give me truth now
 Don't want no slam
 I'd be hung drawn and quartered for a sheep
 just as a well as a lamb

 Stuck between a rock
 And a hard place
 Between a rock and a hard place
 You'd better put a stop
 Put on a kind face
 Can't you see what you've done to me

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