Songtexte Fight - The Rolling Stones

Yeah, man

Going to pulp you to a mess of bruises
'Cause that's what you're looking for
There's a hole where your nose used to be
Gonna kick you out of my door

Got to get into a fight
Can't get out of it
Got to get into a fight

Gonna blow you to a million pieces
Blow you sky-high, I don't care
Splatter matter on the bloody ceiling
Blow the building right into the air

Got to get into a fight
Can't get out of it
Got to get into a fight
Going to put the boot in
Got to get into a fight
Yeah, watch me now (watch me now) whoa

What I want is power, more power
What I need is an innocent life
Wanna do it in the broad daylight
I'm the truck, I'm the suicide

Got to get into a fight
Can't get out of it
Wanna get into a fight
Going to get away with it
Got to get into a fight
Watch me, watch me now

Yeah, got to get into a fight
I can't get out of it
I got to get into a flight
Going to put the boot in

It's all for His greater glory
It's all for the Saturday night
There's a hole where your face used to be
I got you in my telescopic sight

Got to get into a fight
Going to put the boot in, fuck him now
Nah (whoa, whoa, now) yeah
Can't get out of it
Whoa, whoa, now
Going to slap the face in, ah
Slash you with a razor, oh
Whoa, whoa, now (whoa, whoa, now) yeah!

Can't get out of it
(Whoa, whoa, now)
Whoa, whoa, now
Whoa, whoa, now
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, now
(Whoa, whoa, now) whoa, whoa, now