Текст песни Rock And A Hard Place (Live) - The Rolling Stones

The fields of Eden
Are full of trash
And if we beg and we borrow and steal
We'll never get it back
People are hungry
They crowd around
And the city gets bigger
As the country comes begging to town
We're stuck between a rock
And a hard place
Between a rock and a hard place
This talk of freedom
And human rights
Means bullying and private wars and
Chucking all the dust into my eyes
And peasant people
Poorer than dirt
Who are caught in the crossfire with
Nothing to lose but their shirts
Stuck between a rock
And a hard place
Between a rock and a hard place
You'd better stop put on a kind face
Between a rock and a hard place
We're in the same boat
On the same sea
And we're sailing south
On the same breeze
Guiding dream churches
With silver spires
When our rogue children
Are playing loaded dice
Stuck between a rock
And a hard place
You'd better stop
Stuck between a rock
And a hard place
A rock and a hard place
You'd better stop
Put on a kind face
Can't you see
What you're doin' to me
Between a rock
And a hard place
Between a rock
And a hard place
You'd better stop (You'd better stop)
Put on a kind face
Between a rock
And a hard place
Can't you see
What you're doin' to me
Between a rock
And a hard place
Between a rock
And a hard place
Between a rock
And a hard place
Between a rock
And a hard place
Between a rock
And a hard place
Between a rock