Mick wouldn't do it But Ronnie Wood Put another bottle Where the old one stood Hey Mr. Richards What have you done? Handing out the goods With your guitar gun Rollin' with the Stones, you get broken bones Rollin' with the Stones, you get broken bones Here comes Mr. Watts Now we're talkin' 'bout guts Handing out the rythm With the magic touch Wyman had to go Why I don't know I guess jumpin' Jack Bill Has had enough of the show Rollin' with the Stones, you get broken bones Rollin' with the Stones, you get broken bones Rollin' with the Stones, you get broken bones Rollin' with the Stones, you gonna get stoned Took it to the top Caught by the cops All the way to jail From the top of the pops Talking Mick Taylor A genius made In spite the death of Brian He still entered the stage Rollin' with the Stones, you get broken bones Rollin' with the Stones, you get broken bones Rollin' with the Stones, you get broken bones Rolling with the Stones, you gonna get stoned