19th Nervous Breakdown
Composer(s): Mick Jagger; Keith Richards
Performer(s): The Rolling Stones



You're the kind of person you meet at certain
Dismal, dull affairs
Center of the crowd, talkin' much too loud
Runnin' up and down the stairs

Well it seems to me that you have seen
Too much in too few years
And though you try you just can't hide
Your eyes are edged with tears

{Refrain}
You better stop and look around
Here it comes, here it comes
Here it comes, here it comes
Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown

{Repeatable verses}
When you were a child you were treated kind
But never brought up right
And 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

{Refrain}

{Bridge}
Oh, who's to blame
That girl's just insane
Well nothin' I do don't seem to work
It only seems to make matters worse
Oh, please

Well, 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 a while I realized
You were disarranging mine

{Refrain, Bridge}

{Repeatable verses}

You will stop and look around
Here it comes
Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown
Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown
Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown
Here comes your 19th nervous breakdown