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The Rolling Stones - When The Whip Comes Down (Live) - Official
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Rolling Stones
The Rolling Stones
Performer
Mick Jagger
Mick Jagger
Vocals
Keith Richards
Keith Richards
Guitar
Charlie Watts
Charlie Watts
Drums
Ron Wood
Ron Wood
Guitar
Darryl Jones
Darryl Jones
Bass Guitar
Chuck Leavell
Chuck Leavell
Keyboards
Bobby Keys
Bobby Keys
Saxophone
Bernard Fowler
Bernard Fowler
Background Vocals
Lisa Fischer
Lisa Fischer
Background Vocals
Blondie Chaplin
Blondie Chaplin
Background Vocals
Tim Ries
Tim Ries
Saxophone
Kent Smith
Kent Smith
Trumpet
Michael Davis
Michael Davis
Trombone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mick Jagger
Mick Jagger
Songwriter
Keith Richards
Keith Richards
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sam Wheat
Sam Wheat
Mixing Engineer
Mazen Murad
Mazen Murad
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, Mama and Papa told me I was crazy to stay
I was gay in New York, which is a fag in L.A.
So I saved my money, and I took the plane
Wherever I go, they just treat me the same
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
Yeah
Yeah, I go to 53rd Street, and they spit in my face
But I'm learning the ropes, yeah, I'm learning a trade
The East River truckers are churning with trash
I've got so much money, but I spend it so fast
When the whip comes down, yeah
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the shit hits the fan
I'll be sitting on the can
When the whip comes down
Yeah, some call me garbage when I'm sweeping up the street
But I never roll and I never cheat
And I'm filling a need, yeah, I'm plugging a hole
My Mama's so glad I ain't on the dole
When the whip comes down, yeah
When the whip comes down
Yeah, when the shit hits the fan
I'll be sitting on the can
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
Yeah, go ahead, sugar
Yeah, baby
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
Yeah I'll be running this town
I'll tell you
When the shit hits the fan, baby
I'll be sitting on the can
When the whip comes down
Yeah
Oooh!
Shh!
Why baby, why, why baby?
I'll tell you
I'll be running this town
Check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out
Yeah, when the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
Yeah, when the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
Written by: Keith Richards, Mick Jagger
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