19th Nervous Breakdown (Live 2005) The Rolling Stones

[Verse 1]
You're the kind of person
You meet at certain dismal dull affairs
Center of a crowd, talking much too loud
Running up and down the stairs
Well, it seems to me that you have seen too much in too few years
And though you’ve tried you just can't hide
Your eyes are edged with tears

[Chorus 1]
Here they come, here they come
Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown

[Verse 2]
When you were a child
You were treated kind
But you were never brought up right
You were always spoiled with a thousand toys
But still you cried all night
Your mother who neglected you
Owes a million dollars tax
And your father's still perfecting ways of making sealing wax

[Chorus 1]
Here they come, here they come
Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown
Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown
Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown
Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown