Teksty:
The Rolling Stones Hand Of Fate

The hand of fate is on me now Yeah, it's too late, baby I say, too late baby, too late now The hand of fate is upon me now Oh yeah, I said The hand of fate

, I'm going to need it child The hand of fate is on me now Yeah it's too late Too late baby, too late now The hand of fate is on me now The hand of fate

, I'm going to need it child The hand of fate is on me now Yeah it's too late Too late baby, too late now The hand of fate is on me now The hand of fate

, I'm going to need it child The hand of fate is on me now Yeah it's too late Too late baby, too late now The hand of fate is on me now The hand of fate

I'm going to need it child The hand of fate is on me now Yeah it's too late Too late baby, too late now The hand of fate is on me now The hand of fate

a dusty spoke on the wheel of fate What'll you raise? What'll you raise? What'll you raise to take my hand? The hand I hold is the hand I play Who'

rock your own boat like Aaliyah then talk Back, back, forth, forth Get that sailor on course, course Make that track a corpse, corpse Rap, roll, utterly rocked With my mouth to the mic and my hand

making my move come on and love me now Stop what you're doing and love me now I'm making my move come on and love me now --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Wash my hands Washed my hands

and here, I've grown So fond of dread That I swear it's heaven Oh, sweet Mary Dressed in grief Roll back the stone With these words scrawled in a severed hand