Lyrics of The Rolling Stones Angie 73 - Billboard 1973

Downtown is nowhere to dream
should I let you know…?
somehow you don't want to be there
when the feeling shows
some will be going unaware,
some may be dancing with nothing on-the-go
'round there, glittering things
made of gold, I swear…
good luck with finding
whatever will take you there
you will be shot down by the flares
you will be shot down on a sexy plane
time will flow
and maybe time will show
you will know where to go
the clock is never slow
downtown is nothing to see
and you'll want to go
get high, fly, & tonight
you will make the show
some will be going unaware
some may be dancing with nothing on-the-go
get there and see if you feel
like you made your home
try, take a step
& play it as it goes
you will be shot down by the flares
you will be shot down on a sexy plane
give me some more,
give me some lovin,
give me some more