Original subtitles

You're blue, and that's the reason why I'm

lonely, and that's the reason why I'm lonely.

Hey John, Mick and I have been performing

together for years now.

It's so nice to have you back, and

I think we're going to sing you a

little song.

It's really nice.

I'm lonely, I want to die.

Yes, I'm lonely, I want to die.

If I ain't dead already, you know the

reason why.

Cut.

You've heard of Oxford Circus, you've heard of

Piccadilly Circus, and this is the Rolling Stones

Rock and Roll Circus, and we've got sights

and sounds and marbles to delight your eyes

and ears, and you'll be able to see

the very first one of those in a

few moments.

Welcome back everybody, and the first of our

delights for you tonight is the fantastic...

Gertrude Towne!

Got to lose my way to my road,

got to get away from my God.

I'll take you along with me, but you

will not go to far.

You'll see what I do not want to

see, you don't hear what I don't say.

Won't be what I don't want to be,

continuing my way.

Won't cease to see where I'm going, won't

cease to see where I'm going, won't cease

to see where I'm going till I know

what to do now.

Every day I see the morning, I'm walking

the same old way.

Tell myself tomorrow bring me the life what

I dream of day.

Got to lose my way to my road,

got to get away from my God.

I'll take you along with me, but you

will not go to far.

You'll see what I do not want to

see, you don't hear what I don't say.

Won't be what I don't want to be,

continuing my way.

Won't cease to see where I'm going, won't

cease to see where I'm going, won't cease

to see where I'm going till I know

what to do now.

And now ladies and gentlemen, Dig the Who.

The sound of intelligence.

Two, three.

Her man's been gone for night on a

year.

He was due home yesterday, but he ain't

here.

Her man's been gone for night on a

year.

He was due home yesterday, but he ain't

here.

Now you'll see, you'll cry, it's a well

-known sound.

It's very well-known right near town.

Near a town that's very famous for the

little girl.

She's been crying and happily hurt all around

the world.

I'll be, I'll appreciate it.

No need to be so tight, please don't

be late.

I'll bring you flowers to say, I've got

no time.

When I'm really feeling weak, maybe I'll cry

to you Fa la

la la, fa la la la la la,

fa la la la la Fa la la

la la la, fa la la la la

la We have a remedy, fa la

la la la la We have a remedy,

fa la la la la We have a

remedy Little Girl Guide Why don't you stop

your crying Here comes Ivor the dirty old

sooty engine driver To make you feel alright

My name is Ivor I'm an engine driver

I know him well I know why you

feel blue Just cause he's late Don't mean

he'll never get through Don't mean love to

him, no liar, I either So let's have

a smile for an old engine driver Let's

have a smile for an old engine driver

Mmm Soon we'll be home

Soon we'll be home We'll soon, soon soon

soon be home Soon we'll be home Soon

we'll be home Oh yeah, we'll soon We'll

soon soon soon be home Soon we'll be

home Soon we'll be home Gang!

Gang!

Gang!

Gang!

Gang!

Gang!

Gang!

Gang!

Dudley, Dudley, Dudley

Dudley, Dudley, Dudley I can't believe it To

my eyes he saved me Am I back

in your arms?

Away from all harm It's like a dream

to be with you again And I believe

that I'm with you again!

cheers & applause Bow wow wow Bow wow

wow I missed you and I must admit

I kissed a few and once did sit

On either the engine driver's lap I later

with him had a nap guitar solo You

are all forgivable You are all forgivable You

got to dig it baby, yes, yes, yes,

you know there's a good and a hard

for the love that I have in my

heart for you.

If I could spread it out across the

sea, I know my love would cover it

all up baby.

Ain't that a lot of love for two

hearts to have in love?

If the beat's only new, I'll speak your

love word, they pack up their honeycomb.

If the fire's gonna burn, I'll speak your

voice my darling, they will pack up their

song.

Ain't that a lot of love for two

hearts to have in love?

Now you got a smile and you got

a kiss, you got a kindness baby, you

got a lovin', lovin', lovin', lovin' baby.

Ain't that a lot of love for two

hearts to have at home?

If the cook's in the kitchen, I guess

he's tired of yours, he would not need

a fire.

Ain't a word I can say, just a,

just a cry to the fire, looks at

love and love and desire.

Ain't that a lot of love for two

hearts to have at home?

Ain't that a lot of love for two

hearts to have at home?

Woman, woman, woman, mama, mama, mama, ain't that

kindness?

Baby, baby, ain't that a kindness, kindness?

Somebody, somebody tell me.

Somebody, somebody please.

Somebody, somebody somewhere.

Somebody, somebody tell this poor boy to tell

me.

Somebody, somebody somewhere.

We got to bring it up together people.

We got to do it all together baby.

We got to bring it up together baby.

We've got to bring it up together, baby

Woman, let the desert put my hope on

you Love that I have in my heart

for you If I could spread it out

across the sea You'd know my love would

cover it all up Ain't that a lot

of love But too hard to have at

home Ain't that a lot of love But

too hard to have at home Ain't that

a lot of love But too hard to

have at home Ain't that a lot of

love But too hard to have at home

He walks

along singing his fairy song Picking up magic

that grows at his feet She says her

say in her peculiar way Dreaming good fortune

on everyone's street Say, hey, have you heard

the whiskey's the rage I'll send you a

jug in the morning It is absurd to

live in a cage You know there's got

to be something better As they go by,

don't look with eagle's eyes Smile on your

trailers until they grow weak Nothing can compare

to something that's almost there The cherry plum

madness that all of them seek Say, hey,

have you heard the whiskey's the rage I'll

send you a jug in the morning It

is absurd to live in a cage You

know there's got to be something better I'll

send you a jug in the morning It

is absurd to live in a cage As

they go by, don't look with eagle's eyes

Nothing can compare to something that's almost there

The cherry plum madness that all of them

seek Winston,

welcome to the show.

Michael, it's a pleasure to be here.

It's really nice to have you, John.

As you know, I've admired your work for

so long and haven't been able to get

together with you so much as I want

to.

It's not been my fault, Michael.

Do you remember that old place off Broadway?

Oh, those were the days I want to

hold your man.

Remember that.

John, I want to talk to you about

your new group, the Dirty Mac, which you've

got together for tonight's show.

Comprises of yourself.

Myself, that's Winston, leg-thigh, you know.

And we've got Mitch Mitchell from the Jimi

Hendrix Experience.

Oh, you're really experienced.

Very, very.

You've read my file.

And we've got Eric Clapton from The Cream,

the late, great Cream.

Fantastic.

And we've got Kink Richard, your own soul

brother.

Dirty.

I'd like just to give you this, Mike.

Thank you, John.

One, two, three.

Girls, you know the reason Morning Girls,

you know the reason Why My mother was

of the sky My father was of the

earth I am of the universe And you

know what it's worth I'm lonely I want

to die If I can do that already

Girls, you know the reason Why The eagle

picks my eye The worm, he licks my

bone I feel so suicidal Just like Dylan

Smith in Love I'm lonely I want to

die If I can do that already Girls,

you know the reason Why A black cloud

crossed my mind A blue mist swallowed my

soul I feel so suicidal Even hate my

rock and roll I'm lonely I want to

die If I can do that already Girls,

you know the reason Why

Guitar

solo bass

solo

guitar

solo And now...

Instrumental More

and more Sound May

have I was raised

By toothless Flip With a strap May have

I fell

down Inen Maya

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Well, he's a zombie Jackman.

Thank you.

I'm going to give it up to Kai.

Parachute warmer, land on me tonight.

Parachute warmer, land on me tonight.

Parachute bomber, join me for a ride Parachute

bomber, join me for a ride Well, I

made my plan in Dallas to get hot

again in half the time And I died,

boy Parachute

bomber, will you blow me out?

Yeah, parachute bomber, will you blow me out?

Well, I never tried to itch you just

to lay a solid rhythm down Parachute

bomber, will you blow

me out?

Oh, baby Parachute

bomber, will you blow

me out?

To the

station and put me on the train I've

got no expectation to pass through

here again Once I

was a rich man, now I am so

poor But never in my sweet short life

have I felt like this before Oh,

your heart is like a diamond

You throw your pearls at swine And as

I watch you leaving me You add to

my ease of mind Our

love was like the water that splashes on

a stone Our love is like our music

Why is it here and then it's gone?

So take me to the airport And put

me on a plane I've got no expectation

to pass through here again

Parachute bomber, will you

blow me out?

I saw her today at the reception A

glass of wine in her hand I knew

she was gonna meet her connection At her

feet was a footloose man And I said

that you can't always get what you want,

honey You can't always get what you want

You can't always get what you want But

if you try sometime Well, you might just

find You can watch me die Yeah, yeah

So I went to the Chelsea drugstore To

get your prescription for you I was standing

in line with your friend Jimmy A man

sitting over here We decided that we would

have a soda My favorite flavor is cherry

red I sung my song to my friend

Mr. Jimmy And he said one word to

me and I was dead And I said

that you can't always get what you want,

honey And you can't always get the man

that you want And you can't always get

the man that you want But if you

try sometime Well, you might just find You

can watch me die Oh, baby Oh, yeah

Now, hit me Yeah

Come on, yeah Whoo!

Yeah Oh, yeah I saw her today at

the reception In a glass with a bleeding

man She was practiced at the art of

deception I was teared by her bloodstained hands

And I said that you can't always get

what you want Oh, you can't always get

what you want Ah, you can't always get

what you want But if you try sometime

Well, you might just find You might get

what you need Ah, yeah And you can't

always get what you want And you can't

always satisfy your greed Ah, you can't always

get what you want But if you try

sometime Well, you might find You might get

what you need Yeah, yeah, yeah Whoo!

Whoo!

Thank you!

Well, it takes I've been around for a

long, long year So many men sold to

the faith I was wrapped when Jesus Christ

Had his moment of doubt and pain Made

damn sure the fire Washed his hands, sealed

his faith Missed to meet you Hoping you'd

smile one day Ah, yeah But what was

in you Is just a picture of my

gaze Struck around St. Petersburg When I saw

it was the time for a change He

heard a song and his ministers Anastasia screamed

in vain I was on the track Held

a generous rank When the blitzkrieg raged And

the fire strangled Missed to meet you Hoping

you'd smile one day Ah, yeah But what

was in you Is just a picture of

my gaze I watched you gleam While you

came to me For the sake of faith

For the God's sake, babe I shouted out

Fearless Kennedy Well, after all It was you

and me So let me please Introduce myself

I was named Wendell Manchin I leaned back

Before the tribunals Stand here before the Regents

of Harvard Missed to meet you Hoping you'd

smile one day Ah, yeah But what was

in you Is just a picture of my

gaze Ah, yeah Take it down with it

Ah, yeah Yeah Top

out Missed

to meet you Hoping you'd smile one day

Ah, yeah But what was in you Is

just a picture of my gaze Yeah Just

as every cop Is a criminal Oh, just

in a sight Of some

courtesy Hey, oh,

throw it away Yeah Missed to meet you

Hoping you'd smile one day Ah, yeah But

what was in you Is just a picture

of my gaze Ah, yeah Take it down

with it Yeah All right All

right Whoo-hoo All right Whoo-hoo

Whoo-hoo All right Whoo-hoo All right

Yeah Whoo-hoo All right All right Whoo

-hoo Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh Oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I want

to tell them to sleepin, no one's bothering

them You can watch from the fan Oh

-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, ooh, ooh-ooh

Oh-oh-oh-yeah, oh-oh, yeah Whoo!

Ah, yeah!

Oh, now!

Ah, yeah Yeah .

.

.

All right Tell me, baby What's my name?

What's my name?

Won't you tell me, baby?

♪ What's my name, what's my name ♪

Won't you tell me, sweetie ♪ Tell me

what's my name ♪ Won't you tell me,

baby ♪ What's my name ♪ Won't you

tell me, sweetie ♪ Tell me what's my

name ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪ Ooh, ooh

♪ All right ♪ All right ♪ Won't

you tell me, honey ♪ What's my name

♪ Won't you tell me, honey ♪ Won't

you tell me, baby And

now there's nothing left for us to say,

really, but to sing you one last good

nightly song and to wish you all good

night.

Let's drink to the hard-working people Let's

think of the lowly of birth Raise your

glass to the good and the evil Let's

drink to the salt of the earth Sing

a prayer for the common foot soldier Spare

a thought for his backbreaking work Spare a

thought for his wife and his children Who

burned the fires and who still till the

earth To

this faceless crowd A swirling mass of gray

Blue, black, and white They don't look real

to me In fact, we all look so

strange Yeah Raise your glass to the hard

-working people Let's drink to the uncounted heads

Let's think of the wavering millions Who need

leading but get gamblers instead Spare a thought

for the staying home voter Empty eyes with

the strength in his shoulders At the rates

of grey suited grafters A choice of cancer

or polio To this

faceless crowd A swirling mass of gray And

black and white Do we all look real

to you Or do we look too strange?

Yeah Let's drink to the hard-working people

Let's think of the lowly of birth Spare

a thought for the rag-tagging people Let's

drink to the salt of the earth Let's

drink to the hard-working people Let's drink

to the salt of the earth Let's drink

of the 2,000 million Let's drink of

the humble of birth ©

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