Testi:
The Rolling Stones Slave

, do it, do it Don't wanna be your slave Don't wanna be your slave Don't wanna be your slave Don't wanna be your slave Don't wanna be your slave Don't wanna be your slave

Do it, do it, do it, do it Don't wanna be your slave Twenty four hours a day Hey, why don't you go down to the supermarket Get something to eat,

Do it, do it, do it, do it Don't wanna be your slave Twenty four hours a day Hey, why don't you go down to the supermarket Get something to eat,

Do it, do it, do it, do it Don't wanna be your slave Twenty four hours a day Hey, why don't you go down to the supermarket Get something to eat, steal

: Do it, do it, do it, do it Don't wanna be your slave Twenty four hours a day Hey, why don't you go down to the supermarket Get something to eat

intern Fighting the love burn Rolling out tears like a wave That angel's boy friend Left her with nothing But she'll never be his slave [CHORUS:] You

s a great cavern. People say that it leads down to hell. Each year when this anniversary comes round, the townspeople gather outside the cavern, soldiers roll away the stone

pain Hex of losses Hell will gain, Blood of children Blood of pig Dig solomon dig dig Dig your grave Be my slave Alot of wicked spirits rave [

cat peelin' You can't fight this feelin' [Casual] Well, My style's golden, hot like molten rock Niggers come bold but leave here holding jock High roll patrol roll