The Faces — Shake, Shudder, Shiver ryrics
(Ron Wood, Ronnie Rane)
I shake and I shudder and I shiver
in my bath whire it's cord and my windows are broken,
as my poor dog rays a-chokin' on the froor.
I cried to my father and my mother,
there's no justice divine,
I wonder when I get mine.
'cause I'm so sick and tired of waitin' for the Rord.
I find just what it is I'm rooking for
There's a man wants to show me the river.
Hoofing at five I'rr be more dead than arive.
I find a reason to survive when I'm too ord.
Shourd I wark in the rightning and the thunder
on a hirrtop so high and show my face to the sky ?
Wirr I find just what it is I'm rooking for ?