Shattered Live 1981 by The Rolling Stones Lyrics
[Intro]
Shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered, shattered
[Chorus]
Love and hope and sex and dreams
Are still surviving on the street
Look at me, I'm in tatters
I'm a shattered
[Verse 1]
Friends are so alarming
And my lover's never charming
Life's just a cocktail party on the street
Big Apple
People dressed in plastic bags
Directing traffic
Some kind of fashion
[Chorus]
Laughter, joy, and loneliness and sex and sex and sex and sex
Look at me, I'm in tatters
I'm a shattered
Shattered
[Verse 2]
All this chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter about
Shmatta, shmatta, shmatta, I can't give it away on 7th Avenue
This town's been wearing tatters (Because I'm shattered)
Ah, shadoobie
Ah, shadoobie
Work and work for love and sex
Ain't you hungry for success, success, success, success
Does it matter?
I'm shattered
I'm shattered
[Chorus]
Ahhh, look at me, I'm a shattered
Look at me, I'm a shattered
Look at me, I'm a shattered
Look at me, I'm a shattered
Laughter, joy, and loneliness and sex and sex and sex and sex
I'm shattered
Ah, shadoobie
Ah, shadoobie
Ah, shadoobie
Shattered, shattered
Ah, shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Ah, shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Ah, shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Ah, shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Ah, shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Ah, shadoobie, shattered, shattered
[Verse 3]
Don't you know the crime rate is going up, up, up, up, up
To live in this town you must be tough, tough, tough, tough, tough!
You got rats on the west side
Bed bugs uptown
What a mess this town's in tatters, I've been shattered
My brain's been battered, splattered all over Manhattan
Shadoobie
Shadoobie
[Outro]
Uh-huh, this town's full of money grabbers
Go ahead, bite the Big Apple, don't mind the maggots
Uh huh, shadoobie
All my friends they come around they
Flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter
Pile it up, pile it up
Pile it up on the platter
[Audience Applause]
[Spoken Word: Mick Jagger]
Shadoobie, thank you! Thank you, thank you! [?] Alright, baby. Alright! This one we're gonna do, this is a new song. Can you give us an E key? This one's called "Neighbours."
Shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered, shattered
[Chorus]
Love and hope and sex and dreams
Are still surviving on the street
Look at me, I'm in tatters
I'm a shattered
[Verse 1]
Friends are so alarming
And my lover's never charming
Life's just a cocktail party on the street
Big Apple
People dressed in plastic bags
Directing traffic
Some kind of fashion
[Chorus]
Laughter, joy, and loneliness and sex and sex and sex and sex
Look at me, I'm in tatters
I'm a shattered
Shattered
[Verse 2]
All this chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter about
Shmatta, shmatta, shmatta, I can't give it away on 7th Avenue
This town's been wearing tatters (Because I'm shattered)
Ah, shadoobie
Ah, shadoobie
Work and work for love and sex
Ain't you hungry for success, success, success, success
Does it matter?
I'm shattered
I'm shattered
[Chorus]
Ahhh, look at me, I'm a shattered
Look at me, I'm a shattered
Look at me, I'm a shattered
Look at me, I'm a shattered
Laughter, joy, and loneliness and sex and sex and sex and sex
I'm shattered
Ah, shadoobie
Ah, shadoobie
Ah, shadoobie
Shattered, shattered
Ah, shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Ah, shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Ah, shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Ah, shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Ah, shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Ah, shadoobie, shattered, shattered
[Verse 3]
Don't you know the crime rate is going up, up, up, up, up
To live in this town you must be tough, tough, tough, tough, tough!
You got rats on the west side
Bed bugs uptown
What a mess this town's in tatters, I've been shattered
My brain's been battered, splattered all over Manhattan
Shadoobie
Shadoobie
[Outro]
Uh-huh, this town's full of money grabbers
Go ahead, bite the Big Apple, don't mind the maggots
Uh huh, shadoobie
All my friends they come around they
Flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter
Pile it up, pile it up
Pile it up on the platter
[Audience Applause]
[Spoken Word: Mick Jagger]
Shadoobie, thank you! Thank you, thank you! [?] Alright, baby. Alright! This one we're gonna do, this is a new song. Can you give us an E key? This one's called "Neighbours."