When The Whip Comes Down
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Lyrics
Yeah, mama and papa told meI was crazy to stay
I was gay in New York
A fag in L.A.
So I saved my money
And I took a plane
Wherever I go they treat me the same
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
I'm going down fifty-third street
And they're spitting in my face
I'm learning the ropes
Yeah I'm learning a trade
The east river truckers
Are churning with trash
I make so much money
That I'm spending so fast
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the shit hits the fan
I'll be sitting on the can
When the whip comes down
Yeah, some called me garbage
When I was sleeping on the street
Out on the road
I'm on the cheap
I'm filling a need
I'm plugging a hole
My mama's so glad
I ain't on the dole
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
(Yeah, go ahead check it out)
Yeah, baby, when the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
(I'll be running this town, I'll tell you)
When the shit hits the fan
I'll be sittin on the can
| "Fast paced rocker" |
Personnel
Lead and Electric Guitar: Mick JaggerElectric Guitar, Pedel Steel Guitar and Backing Vocal: Ron Wood
Electric Guitar and Backing Vocal: Keith Richards
Bass: Bill Wyman
Drums: Charlie Watts
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