Shattered, shatteredLove and hope and sex and dreamsAre still surviving on the streetLook at me, I'm in tatters!I'm a shatteredShatteredFriends are so alarmingMy lovers never charmingLifes just a cocktail party on the streetBig applePeople dressed in plastic bagsDirecting trafficSome kind of fashionShatteredLaughter, joy and loneliness and sex and sex and sex and sexLook at me, I'm in tattersI'm a shatteredShatteredAll this chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter boutShmatta, shmatta, shmatta - I cant give it away on 7th avenueThis towns been wearing tatters (shattered, shattered)Work and work for love and sexAint you hungry for success, success, success, successDoes it matter? (shattered) does it matter? I'm shattered.ShatteredAhhh, look at me, I'm a shatteredI'm a shatteredLook at me - I'm a shattered, yeahPride and joy and greed and sexThats what makes our town the bestPride and joy and dirty dreams and still surviving on the streetAnd look at me, I'm in tatters, yeahI've been battered, what does it matterDoes it matter, uh-huhDoes it matter, uh-huh, I'm a shatteredDont you know the crime rate is going up, up, up, up, upTo live in this town you must be tough, tough, tough, tough, tough!
You got rats on the west sideBed bugs uptownWhat a mess this towns in tatters I've been shatteredMy brains been battered, splattered all over ManhattanUh-huh, this towns full of money grabbersGo ahead, bite the big apple, don't mind the maggots, huhShadoobie, my brains been batteredMy friends they come around theFlatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatterPile it up, pile it high on the plattered.. * Image: improbabile autoscatto, "Sha(ttere)dow" (2007)* Words: quei gran fighi degli Stones, "
Shattered" (1978)