Dirty
Work
Composers: Mick
Jagger, Keith Richards & Ron Wood
Recording date: April-December
1985
Recording locations: Pathé
Marconi Studios, Paris, France; RPM Studios & Right Track Studios, New York City, USA
Producers: Steve
Lillywhite & The Glimmer Twins
Chief engineer:
Dave Jerden
Never performed onstage
Probable line-up:
Drums: Charlie
Watts
Bass: Bill Wyman
Electric guitars: Keith
Richards (incl. solo) & Ron Wood
Lead vocals: Mick
Jagger
Background vocals: Mick
Jagger, Keith Richards & Ron Wood
Organ: Chuck
Leavell
Percussion: ---
Living high, sitting in the sun
Sit on your ass 'til your work is done
You lazy mother, your hands are clean
You pull the strings and you've got the clout
There's something filthy living in your mouth
Pushing your buttons, you get away for free
You let somebody do the dirty work
Find some loser, find some jerk
Find some dumb ass, do it all for free
You let somebody do the dirty work
Find some loser, find some jerk
Find some greaseball, yeah
It's beginning to make me angry
I'm beginning to hate it
You're a user, you're a user
I'm going to shake it
You let somebody do the dirty work
I never see no grease on you, baby
Yeah, you never roll your sleeves up, do you,
ever baby?
You let somebody do the dirty work
Find some fucker, find some jerk
Yeah, do it all for free
While you're out having all the fun
They'll take the blame when the trouble comes
Let somebody do it, do it
It's beginning to make me angry
I'm beginning to hate you
You're a user, you're a user
I hate you
Make me crazy, make me crazy
Make me crazy, make me crazy
Make me crazy, make me crazy
Let somebody do the dirty work
Let somebody do the dirty work
Let somebody do the dirty work - do it
Let somebody do the dirty work
Let somebody do the dirty work, work, work, work, work...
Let somebody do the dirty work - do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
Mmm when you push you make me crazy
When you push you make me crazy
Sweeping the street, sucking the dirt
Taking it hard, taking the hurt
Look at the hungry laughing at me
Look at the poor sick in the street
Look at the rich feeding their faces
Look at them run the whole place
Making me angry, making me hurt
Let them eat shit, let them eat dirt
Whoo!
Make me crazy
Make me crazy
Make me crazy
Make me crazy
Dirty work, work...
Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty,
dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirt, dirty, dirty...
Yeah...
Yeah...
Yeah...
TrackTalk
There are four guitars on that one: Woody and
me on the basic track, then we overdubbed two more together. Most of the
time on this album we would go in and do the overdub together. THEN we
might say, Oh, you do your next pass first, whatever. But for most
of the tracks we kept the ones where we did the overdubs together. See,
usually people say, Nah, you can't do that, have to get a good clean
sound - which means they'd like to keep you separate, concentrated
on one thing at a time. But there are certain things you can get with two
people playing together that you're NEVER gonna do sitting in there alone
with the cans on. If you're there with your mate you forget about what
you're doing and just have a good time, playing licks trying to throw each
other off (laughs) - and it's the triump of the evening if you CAN. That's
what you try to get on a record, a few of those one-offs where you say,
I'm NEVER gonna be able to do that again.
-
Keith Richards, 1985
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