Get Off My Cloud

Rolling Stones

I live in an apartment on the
ninetyninth floor of my block.
And I sit at home looking out the window
Imagining the world has stopped.
Then in flies a guy who's all
dressed up like a Union Jack.
And says, I've won five pounds
if I have his kind of detergent pack.

I says, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud.
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud.
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud.
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd
On my cloud baby!

The telephone is ringing,
I say, "Hi, it's me. Who is it there on the line?"
A voice says, "Hi, hello, how are you?"
Well, I guess I'm doin' fine.
He says, "It's three a.m., there's too much noise.
Don't you people ever wanna go to bed?
Just 'cause you feel so good, do you have
To drive me out of my head?"

I says, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud.
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud.
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud.
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd.
On my cloud baby!

I was sick and tired, fed up with this,
and decided to take a drive downtown.
It was so very quiet and peaceful.
There was nobody, not a soul around.
I laid myself out, I was so tired
and I started to dream.
In the morning the parking
tickets were just like
a flag stuck on my window screen.

I says, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud.
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud.
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud.
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd.
On my cloud!

Hey! You! Get off of my cloud.
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud.
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud.

Soft karaoke
Words
Guitar
Guitar
Vox
Synth Bra
Guitar 2
Bass Guit
Drums