The Rolling Stones - Whole Wide World - Live at Racket, NYC

Yeah The streets I used to walk on Are full of broken glass And everywhere I'm looking Is memories of my past The filthy flat in Fulham The smell of sex and gas I never, ever really knew Where I was sleeping next When the whole wide world's against you And you're standing in the rain When all your friends have let you down And treat you with disdain When the whole wide world's against you Life's got you on the run You think the party is over But it's only just, only just begun Behind the bars of prison You're never gettin' out They're gonna break your balls in those slimy walls The guards are lady louts The cameras that are watching you They see your sullen face Get me out the door, door can't keep me in no more I'm breaking down the gates When the whole wide world's against you And you're standing in the rain You want someone beside you To pull you up again When the whole wide world's against you Life's got you on the run You think the party is over But it's only just, only just begun When the dreary streets of London They never promised much A dead-end job to nowhere And all your dreams are crushed When the whole wide world's against you And you're standing in the rain When all your friends have let you down And treat you with disdain And you think the party's over It's only just begun Let's raise a glass, get up and dance 'Cause life's just hit and hit and Hit-and-run Hit-and-run Hit-and-run The party's over Yes The party's over The party's over The party's over Come on Thank you Thank you, it's very kind of you It's very kind, oh