Rock and a Hard Place Songtext
von The Rolling Stones

The fields of Eden are full of trash
And if we beg and we borrow and steal
We′ll never get it back
People are hungry
They crowd around
And the city gets bigger as the country comes begging to town

We're stuck between a rock and a hard place
Between a rock and a hard place

This talk of freedom and human rights
Means bullying and private wars and chucking all the dust into our eyes
And peasant people, poorer than dirt
Who are caught in the crossfire with nothing to lose but their shirts
Yeah

We′re tuck between a rock and a hard place
Between a rock and a hard place
You'd better stop (you better stop) put on a kind face
Between a rock (yeah) and a hard place


We're in the same boat
On the same sea
And we′re sailing south
On the same breeze
Building dream churches
With the silver spires
And our rogue children
Playing loaded dice

You better stop
Yeah, get along with that
Give me truth now
Don′t want no shame
I'd be hung drawn and quartered for a sheep just as well as a lamb

Stuck between a rock and a hard place
A rock and a hard place
You′d better stop, put on a kind face
Can't you see what you′ve done to me
Yeah, c'mon now
Yeah

Between a rock and a hard place
Between a rock and a hard place
You′d better stop, put on a kind face
You'd better stop, put on a kind face
Between a rock and a hard place
Between a rock and a hard place