Текст песни Shattered - Live At The Beacon Theatre, New York / 2006 - The Rolling Stones

I'm shattered, I'm shattered
Love and hope and sex and dreams
Are still survivin' on the street
Look at me, I'm in tatters
I'm a shattered, shattered
Friends are so alarmin' and my lover's never charmin'
Life's just a cocktail party on the street
Big Apple, people dressed in plastic bags
Directin' traffic, some kind of fashion
Laughter, joy and loneliness
And sex and sex and sex and sex
Look at me, I'm in tatters
I'm a shattered, shattered
All this chitter chatter, chitter chatter, chitter chatter 'bout
Tush, my tush, my tush, my tush
I can't give it away on 7th Avenue
This town's been wearin' tatters, aha
Shattered, shadoobie, shattered
Work and work for love and sex
Ain't you hungry for success, success, success
Does it matter?
I'm a shattered, does it matter?
Ahh, look at me
I'm a shattered, I'm a shattered
Look at me
I'm a shattered, yeah
Pride and joy and greed and sex
That's what makes our town the best
Pride and joy and dirty dreams
And still survivin' on the street
And look at me, I'm in tatters
Yeah, I've been battered
What does it matter? Does it matter? Uh huh
Does it matter? Uh huh
I'm a shattered, shattered
Huh shadoobie, shattered, huh shadoobie, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered, shattered
Don't you know the crime rate's goin' up, up, up
To live in this town you must be tough, tough, tough
You got rats on the west side, bed bugs uptown
What a mess? This town's in tatters, I've been shattered
My brain's been battered, splattered all over Manhattan
Shadoobie, shattered, shattered
What say? Shadoobie, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered
Uh huh, this town's full of money grabbers
Go ahead, bite the big apple, don't mind the maggots, uh huh
Shadoobie, my brain's been battered
My friends they come around, they flatter, flatter, flatter
Pile it up, pile it high on the platter