Paint It Black Medley: Black On Black In Black / Paint It Black / Laurel & Hardy / Pintelo Negro / P.C. 3 / Blackbird
Eric Burdon & War
Rock
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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eric Burdon
Performer
War
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Richards
Songwriter
Mick Jagger
Songwriter
Richard Warner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jerry Goldstein
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me
Ooh let's go babe!
Yes, I'm talking to you
Yes I am, yes I am
Yes, I'm talking to you
You better listen to me, now
I see no red doors but I want to paint them black
No colors in this life, go ahead and turn them lack
I see people walking by in their beautiful clothes
I see them walking by and then my happiness just goes
No more will this grey sea go turn a deeper blue
I really could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I turn my eyes away into the setting sun
I'll just burn my mind away until my darkness goes
Come let it, come let it, come let it, come let it
Come let it, come let it, come let it
Let it come, let it come, let it come
I am not afraid, I am not afraid
I have seen the truth, have seen the truth
I've held it in my hand, I have seen it
I have smelled it, tasted it, you know
I will smell it again, I will touch it again
You can touch it, come on together
Together we'll walk and talk
Talking 'bout you baby, you're my girl
You're my girl, you're my, you're my
You're my, you're my, you're my, you're my
You're my baby now, you're my baby now
All I need is your hand to help me
To help me grow into a full cold blooded man
That's all I am, babe, that's all I am
You better understand me, understand me, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on baby
Come on, come on, come on, come on baby
Help me, alright
Help me, yeah
Help me, baby
Help me, yes
Yeah, yeah, yes, yes
Yeah, yeah, yes, yes (Oh give it to me)
Instrumental
"Paint it Black" melody in scat singing
Some shouting in Spanish
What's going on here, eh, hey, mmm
PC3, pressed his truncheon at me
To see if you could find the pros and cons to fit the crime
He committed me, the PC3
To the downtown infirmary for a routine walloping
Hm, hm "well, well, well", he cried
As he desperately tried to hand a citation to my bed
The charge being rattling up brass bedstead
Within ten yards of Her Majesty's Highway
But I rattled so long and I rattled so obscene
The ground it shook and it disturbed the queen
The queen was caught, her knickers down
Soft and silky they hit the ground
I saw the size of her burning bush, the fire within blazing hot
I knew she could accept everything I could give in one long Majestic, eternal, life-giving, soul-stirring, hot shot
The places one could go within her
Could enslave a traveler for a lifetime
I will swallow the sun, and digest the moon
Some background chatter and scat singing
Let go, baby, let go
Let go, let it go
Don't hold on, don't hold on
Let it, let it hold
Let it, let it hold
Let it, no no no no no no no no
Babe, babe, babe, babe
No more will this grey sea go turn a deeper blue, yes
I really could not foresee this thing happening to you, no!
If I turn my eyes away into that setting sun
I'll just burn my life away until this blindness comes
Let it come, let it come, let it come, baby
Let it come, I
I am not afraid, no no no
Let it cover me, yes
Let it smother me, smother me, smother me
It could not stop me
Speaking my mind, I'll always
Speak my mind, speak my mind
I will always see even though I'm blind, baby
I will see for you, see through you
See for you, baby, see for me
See for each other, we got each other, yes we have
Oh, we might not have a lot, but we what we got baby
Yes, I have you, you got me
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Let us walk and talk, yes come on baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Talking 'bout it
Talking 'bout you
Talking 'bout me, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Together, together
Together, together babe
Together people, together people, together people
Divided we fall
United we stand
We stand, each man, every man, every woman, every child
Every man, come on, come on, come on, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, hm
Yeah, yeah, hm
Yeah, yeah, hm
Yeah, yeah, hm
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Yeah, yeah, hm
Yeah, yeah, hm
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
It's all
It's gonna be
More than alright
You know, baby, it's got to be
The way we want it to be, yeah
Get it! Yeah!
Written by: Keith Richards, Mick Jagger, Richard Warner
