Too Much Blood

The Rolling Stones

I want to dance, I want to sing
I want to bust up everything
To make some love
I want to dance, I want to sing
I want to bust up everything
And make some love

I can feel it in the air
Feel it up above
Feel the tension everywhere
There is too much blood
Too much blood, well alright

Everything you see
On the movie screen is tame
Everything's gonna be arranged

A friend of mine was this Japanese. He had a girlfriend in Paris
He tried to date her in six months and eventually she said yes
You know he took her to his apartment, cut off her head
Put the rest of her body in the refrigerator, ate her piece by piece
Put her in the refrigerator, put her in the freezer
And when he ate her and took her bones to the Bois de Boulogne
By chance a taxi driver noticed him burying the bones
You don't believe me? Truth is stranger than fiction
We drive through there every day

I want to dance, I want to sing
I want to bust up everything
Be number one, yeah
I want to dance, I want to sing
I want to bust up everything
And have some fun

I can feel it everywhere
Feel it up above
Feel the tension in the air
There is too much blood, too much blood
Too much, yeah too much blood, alright

Did you ever see Texas Chain Saw Massacre? Horrible, wasn't it?
You know people ask me: it is really true where you live in Texas
Is really true what they do around there, people?
I say: Yeah everytime I drive through the crossroads I get scared
There's a bloke running around with a fucking chainsaw
Oh oh no, gonna, oh no. Don't saw off me leg, don't saw off me arm
When I get to the movies, you know
I'd like to see something more romantic, you know
Like An Officer and a Gentleman or something
Something you can take the wife to, you know what I mean?

Yeah!

I want to dance, I want to sing
I want to bust up everything
And have some fun
I want to dance, I want to sing
I want to bust up everything
And make some love

I can feel it everywhere
Feel it up above
Feel the tension in the air
There is too much blood, too much blood
Oh yeah

Pretty ladies, don't be scared
Pretty ladies, don't be scared
Pretty ladies, don't be scared
Pretty ladies, don't be scared

Pretty ladies, don't despair
There's still so much love
Pretty ladies, don't despair
Too much, too much, yeah
Too much blood, too much blood
Too much too much blood, too much blood
Too much blood, too much blood

Written by: Keith Richards / Mick Jagger
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