Laurence Overmire - Old Stones Never Die lyrics

Mr. Richards, your cigarette is hanging Loose From a tentative lip Time's uncool cats have scratched their claws across your face Shocks of gray have teased your hair Oh, devil-gods, don't make us remember the dreams we dropped Blow some smoke into our eyes That's it, Mick We want to forget the hard years Between 'When last we felt alive' and Oh, not so long ago was it We wanted to change the world, but the world goes on without us Not even paying Attention And some new rebel has taken up the cry Usurped the stage Youth's mad discordant riffs Up and down a six-string of illusions. Keep on rollin', boys Jump the jack flash and rock us back to sleep ‘Cause there ain't never gonna be no No no never gonna get no Satisfaction.