You Can’t Always Get What You Want, The Rolling Stones
I saw her today at a reception. A glass of wine in her hand. I knew she would meet her connection. At her feet was her footloose man.
No, you can’t always get what you want. You can’t always get what you want. You can’t always get what you want. And if you try sometime, you find. You get what you need.
And I went down to the demonstration to get my fair share of abuse. Singing, “We’re gonna vent our frustration, if we don’t we’re gonna blow a 50-amp fuse.” Sing it to me now.
I went down to the Chelsea drugstore to get your prescription filled. I was standing in line with Mr. Jimmy. And man, did he look pretty ill. We decided that we would have a soda. My favorite flavor, cherry red. I sung my song to Mr. Jimmy. Yeah, and he said one word to me, and that was, “dead.” I said to him.
I saw her today at the reception. In her glass was a bleeding man. She was practiced at the art of deception. Well I could tell by her blood-stained hands.