| Song | Shattered |
| Artist | The Rolling Stones |
| Album | Live At Leeds Roundhay Park 1982 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:M.Jagger/K.Richards Music:M.Jagger/K.Richards | |
| Shattered, shattered | |
| Love and hope and sex and dreams | |
| Are still surviving on the street | |
| Look at me, I'm in tatters! | |
| I'm a shattered | |
| Shattered | |
| Friends are so alarming | |
| And my lover's never charming | |
| Life's just a cocktail party on the street | |
| Big Apple | |
| People dressed in plastic bags | |
| Directing traffic | |
| Some kind of fashion | |
| Shattered | |
| Laughter, joy, and loneliness and sex and sex and sex and sex | |
| Look at me, I'm in tatters | |
| I'm a shattered | |
| Shattered | |
| All this chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter 'bout | |
| Shmatta, shmatta, shmatta -- I can't give it away on 7th Avenue | |
| This town's been wearing tatters (shattered, shattered) | |
| Work and work for love and sex | |
| Ain't you hungry for success, success, success, success | |
| Does it matter? (Shattered) Does it matter? | |
| I'm shattered. | |
| Shattered | |
| Ahhh, look at me, I'm a shattered | |
| I'm a shattered | |
| Look at me- I'm a shattered, yeah | |
| Pride and joy and greed and sex | |
| That's what makes our town the best | |
| Pride and joy and dirty dreams and still surviving on the street | |
| And look at me, I'm in tatters, yeah | |
| I've been battered, what does it matter | |
| Does it matter, uh-huh | |
| Does it matter, uh-huh, I'm a shattered | |
| Don't you know the crime rate is going up, up, up, up, up | |
| To live in this town you must be tough, tough, tough, tough, tough! | |
| You got rats on the west side | |
| Bed bugs uptown | |
| What a mess this town's in tatters I've been shattered | |
| My brain's been battered, splattered all over Manhattan | |
| Uh-huh, this town's full of money grabbers | |
| Go ahead, bite the Big Apple, don't mind the maggots, huh | |
| Shadoobie, my brain's been battered | |
| My friends they come around they | |
| Flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter | |
| Pile it up, pile it high on the platter |
| Lyrics: M. Jagger K. Richards Music: M. Jagger K. Richards | |
| Shattered, shattered | |
| Love and hope and sex and dreams | |
| Are still surviving on the street | |
| Look at me, I' m in tatters! | |
| I' m a shattered | |
| Shattered | |
| Friends are so alarming | |
| And my lover' s never charming | |
| Life' s just a cocktail party on the street | |
| Big Apple | |
| People dressed in plastic bags | |
| Directing traffic | |
| Some kind of fashion | |
| Shattered | |
| Laughter, joy, and loneliness and sex and sex and sex and sex | |
| Look at me, I' m in tatters | |
| I' m a shattered | |
| Shattered | |
| All this chitterchatter, chitterchatter, chitterchatter ' bout | |
| Shmatta, shmatta, shmatta I can' t give it away on 7th Avenue | |
| This town' s been wearing tatters shattered, shattered | |
| Work and work for love and sex | |
| Ain' t you hungry for success, success, success, success | |
| Does it matter? Shattered Does it matter? | |
| I' m shattered. | |
| Shattered | |
| Ahhh, look at me, I' m a shattered | |
| I' m a shattered | |
| Look at me I' m a shattered, yeah | |
| Pride and joy and greed and sex | |
| That' s what makes our town the best | |
| Pride and joy and dirty dreams and still surviving on the street | |
| And look at me, I' m in tatters, yeah | |
| I' ve been battered, what does it matter | |
| Does it matter, uhhuh | |
| Does it matter, uhhuh, I' m a shattered | |
| Don' t you know the crime rate is going up, up, up, up, up | |
| To live in this town you must be tough, tough, tough, tough, tough! | |
| You got rats on the west side | |
| Bed bugs uptown | |
| What a mess this town' s in tatters I' ve been shattered | |
| My brain' s been battered, splattered all over Manhattan | |
| Uhhuh, this town' s full of money grabbers | |
| Go ahead, bite the Big Apple, don' t mind the maggots, huh | |
| Shadoobie, my brain' s been battered | |
| My friends they come around they | |
| Flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter | |
| Pile it up, pile it high on the platter |
| Lyrics: M. Jagger K. Richards Music: M. Jagger K. Richards | |
| Shattered, shattered | |
| Love and hope and sex and dreams | |
| Are still surviving on the street | |
| Look at me, I' m in tatters! | |
| I' m a shattered | |
| Shattered | |
| Friends are so alarming | |
| And my lover' s never charming | |
| Life' s just a cocktail party on the street | |
| Big Apple | |
| People dressed in plastic bags | |
| Directing traffic | |
| Some kind of fashion | |
| Shattered | |
| Laughter, joy, and loneliness and sex and sex and sex and sex | |
| Look at me, I' m in tatters | |
| I' m a shattered | |
| Shattered | |
| All this chitterchatter, chitterchatter, chitterchatter ' bout | |
| Shmatta, shmatta, shmatta I can' t give it away on 7th Avenue | |
| This town' s been wearing tatters shattered, shattered | |
| Work and work for love and sex | |
| Ain' t you hungry for success, success, success, success | |
| Does it matter? Shattered Does it matter? | |
| I' m shattered. | |
| Shattered | |
| Ahhh, look at me, I' m a shattered | |
| I' m a shattered | |
| Look at me I' m a shattered, yeah | |
| Pride and joy and greed and sex | |
| That' s what makes our town the best | |
| Pride and joy and dirty dreams and still surviving on the street | |
| And look at me, I' m in tatters, yeah | |
| I' ve been battered, what does it matter | |
| Does it matter, uhhuh | |
| Does it matter, uhhuh, I' m a shattered | |
| Don' t you know the crime rate is going up, up, up, up, up | |
| To live in this town you must be tough, tough, tough, tough, tough! | |
| You got rats on the west side | |
| Bed bugs uptown | |
| What a mess this town' s in tatters I' ve been shattered | |
| My brain' s been battered, splattered all over Manhattan | |
| Uhhuh, this town' s full of money grabbers | |
| Go ahead, bite the Big Apple, don' t mind the maggots, huh | |
| Shadoobie, my brain' s been battered | |
| My friends they come around they | |
| Flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter | |
| Pile it up, pile it high on the platter |