| Song | Family |
| Artist | The Rolling Stones |
| Album | Metamorphosis |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:Jagger/Richards Music:Jagger/Richards | |
| Here's father, his heart screwed on | |
| Yes, here he's got it I'm sure | |
| 'Cause he lost his life in an accident | |
| Found his heart in the man next door | |
| What exactly's gonna happen | |
| When they do transplant the brain (?) | |
| Will my borrowed brain still compute the same | |
| Or will my daughter (?)) suffer so much more | |
| Here comes the girl, she's got her head screwed on | |
| But it ain't screwed on right | |
| Her ambition is to be a prostitute | |
| But the breaks just weren't right | |
| What exactly's gonna happen, tell me | |
| When her father finds out | |
| That his virgin daughter has bordello dreams | |
| And that he's the one she wants to try out | |
| yeah | |
| There's ma, she's living dangerously | |
| It's a cinch she'll try it anything twice | |
| She thinks she can run right to the whirlpool's edge | |
| And stop herself just in time | |
| What exactly's gonna happen | |
| When she finally fizzles out | |
| The lovers will just be sucked into | |
| To see what the colours of death are all about | |
| Here's the son, has his legs a-screwed on | |
| Yeah, they're screwed on pretty tight | |
| But his brain is loose and it ain't no use | |
| He's already lost the fight | |
| What exactly's gonna happen | |
| When he's finally realized | |
| That he can't play his guitar like E.G. Jim | |
| Or write St. Augustine if he tried | |
| That's what happens | |
| When a family finds out | |
| That they've been in orbit now for a thousand years | |
| And need a thousand more to climb out |
| Lyrics: Jagger Richards Music: Jagger Richards | |
| Here' s father, his heart screwed on | |
| Yes, here he' s got it I' m sure | |
| ' Cause he lost his life in an accident | |
| Found his heart in the man next door | |
| What exactly' s gonna happen | |
| When they do transplant the brain ? | |
| Will my borrowed brain still compute the same | |
| Or will my daughter ? suffer so much more | |
| Here comes the girl, she' s got her head screwed on | |
| But it ain' t screwed on right | |
| Her ambition is to be a prostitute | |
| But the breaks just weren' t right | |
| What exactly' s gonna happen, tell me | |
| When her father finds out | |
| That his virgin daughter has bordello dreams | |
| And that he' s the one she wants to try out | |
| yeah | |
| There' s ma, she' s living dangerously | |
| It' s a cinch she' ll try it anything twice | |
| She thinks she can run right to the whirlpool' s edge | |
| And stop herself just in time | |
| What exactly' s gonna happen | |
| When she finally fizzles out | |
| The lovers will just be sucked into | |
| To see what the colours of death are all about | |
| Here' s the son, has his legs ascrewed on | |
| Yeah, they' re screwed on pretty tight | |
| But his brain is loose and it ain' t no use | |
| He' s already lost the fight | |
| What exactly' s gonna happen | |
| When he' s finally realized | |
| That he can' t play his guitar like E. G. Jim | |
| Or write St. Augustine if he tried | |
| That' s what happens | |
| When a family finds out | |
| That they' ve been in orbit now for a thousand years | |
| And need a thousand more to climb out |
| Lyrics: Jagger Richards Music: Jagger Richards | |
| Here' s father, his heart screwed on | |
| Yes, here he' s got it I' m sure | |
| ' Cause he lost his life in an accident | |
| Found his heart in the man next door | |
| What exactly' s gonna happen | |
| When they do transplant the brain ? | |
| Will my borrowed brain still compute the same | |
| Or will my daughter ? suffer so much more | |
| Here comes the girl, she' s got her head screwed on | |
| But it ain' t screwed on right | |
| Her ambition is to be a prostitute | |
| But the breaks just weren' t right | |
| What exactly' s gonna happen, tell me | |
| When her father finds out | |
| That his virgin daughter has bordello dreams | |
| And that he' s the one she wants to try out | |
| yeah | |
| There' s ma, she' s living dangerously | |
| It' s a cinch she' ll try it anything twice | |
| She thinks she can run right to the whirlpool' s edge | |
| And stop herself just in time | |
| What exactly' s gonna happen | |
| When she finally fizzles out | |
| The lovers will just be sucked into | |
| To see what the colours of death are all about | |
| Here' s the son, has his legs ascrewed on | |
| Yeah, they' re screwed on pretty tight | |
| But his brain is loose and it ain' t no use | |
| He' s already lost the fight | |
| What exactly' s gonna happen | |
| When he' s finally realized | |
| That he can' t play his guitar like E. G. Jim | |
| Or write St. Augustine if he tried | |
| That' s what happens | |
| When a family finds out | |
| That they' ve been in orbit now for a thousand years | |
| And need a thousand more to climb out |