The Rolling Stones 19th Nervous Breakdown Lyrics

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.

You better stop, look around
Here it comes, here it comes,
Here it comes, here it comes,
Here comes your
Nineteenth nervous breakdown.

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.

Oh!!! Who's to blame?
That girl's just insane.
Well!!! nothing I do don't seem to work,
It only seems to make matters worse.
Oh, please!!!

You were still in school
When you had that fool
Who really messed your mind.
And after that you turned your back
On treating people kind.
On our first trip I tried so hard
To rearrange your mind.
But after while I realized
You were disarranging mine.

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.

You better stop, look around.
Here it comes.
Here comes your
Nineteenth nervous breakdown.
Here comes your
Nineteenth nervous breakdown
Here comes your
Nineteenth nervous breakdown.
Here comes your
Nineteenth nervous breakdown.
Here comes your
Nineteenth nervous breakdown.
Here comes your
Nineteenth nervous breakdown.

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