Just the Tip

We got bruised wrists

Kick flips and an ill invasion

They say loose lips sink ships but might get you probation

And we're deep six in the mix ripping round rotation

Chucking cheap tricks and kung fu kicks just to get sensation

So turn your radio off

Press one for love

You got to cough to get off

What's done is done

Turn your radio off

It's never enough

Want to change it all

I want it all

But you can't always get what you want, you can't always get what you want

Give up, give up, give up

The dream is over

We lost the buzz

And now we're running sober

Give up, give up, give up

Don't even bother

Can't get what we want

Give up, give up, give up

The dream is over

We're going slow

And driving on the shoulder

Give up, give up, give up

Don't even bother

We'll never get what we want

We want starships and banana clips to start a new religion

And no post scripts or sensor ship to help define our vision

With a red brick or double click we move with great precision

Like with arsenic we're getting sick of all our indecision

It's like holding onto pieces when the puzzle doesn't fit

It's like the feeling that you get right before you hit

It's like the ground opened up and swallowed you where you sit

It's like you'd kill for what you had 'cause now you got shit

It's like you can't always get what you want

Opened up and swallowed you

You can't always get what you want

It's like a time bomb

You can't always get what you want

Opened up and swallowed you

You can't always get what you want

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