But The Rolling Stones, who were uninvited, did not.
Mick was so pissed off that his band didn't go,
Especially when The Who was invited to do their show.
They were almost the same, their clothes and their shoes.
But something made Mick keep on hating The Who.
Their music was similar, the rhythms and tones.
Why, then, were the Stones not invited to go?
He turned to Keith Richards with a horrible sneer.
"Their show is tomorrow, it's practically here!"
He pondered as Charlie Watts continued his drumming.
"I MUST find a way to stop Woodstock from coming!"
For when they performed, Mick thought with a scowl,
The crowd would go crazy, he thought it was fowl.
Roger would pick up the mic and begin the show
And what happened next was impossible to know.
But Mick knew in the end that Moon's cymbals would crash,
And Townshend's guitar would end up getting smashed.
And the more that Mick thought of their glamorous fame,
The more he wanted to put the Who
In a circle of vertigo
Forever. Our love wont go
Away. We touch the sky
Together yet we cant fly
Today. You ask me why,
Dan? Because were high,
Im distracting myself
By playing with your long blonde hair
The demons are still there
Your parents think Im dirt, you know
Theres a problem with our cash flow
So we steal... I mean borrow
And the same tomorrow?
Now I have nothing but sorrow
Youre selling yourself to put things right
Candy, are you alright?
No. Of course youre not
Its you giving it all youve got
I like that painting you did of us a lot
What do I do? Sit here and rot
Im reading you my writing
Im your bedside entertainment this evening
My words. To you do they have a meaning?
But Ill carry on
Still. Things go wrong
Chill. All hope isnt gone
I will get a job, it wont be long
I made a tent for the TV & I
Theres something really good on tonight