Back To Zero - The Rolling Stones

Back to zero

So you want to blow us all to pieces

Go meet your maker, head hung down

And give him all your explanations

Go ahead, throw down

Back to zero, back to nothing

Straight to meltdown, back to zero

That’s where we’re heading

It’s a monkey living on my back

I can feel my spine begin to crack

I’m looking to the future

I keep on glancing back

I prefer to rot

I don’t want to pop

I think I’ll head back to the jungle, alright

Don’t want to see no big bad rumble, too fright

Back to zero, that’s where we’re going

Back to nothing, right now, right now

No heroes?

No more heroes

Back to meltdown

That’s where I’m going, back to zero

My whole life is hanging on a thread

I’m the fly inside the spider’s web

I’m looking to the future

I keep on glancing back

I prefer to rot

I don’t want to pop

I worry about my great grandchildren

Living ten miles beneath the ground

I worry about their whole existence

The whole damn thing’s in doubt

Back to zero, that’s where we’re going

Back to nothing, that’s where we’re heading

Straight to meltdown, that’s where we’re going

Back to zero, right now, right now

We’re going nowhere

Right now, right now

Back to zero, that’s where we’re heading

Back to zero