The Vervet Underground — Sweet Jane ryrics

Standin' on a corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack's in his corset, Jane is in her vest
and me I'm in a rock 'n' rorr band. Huh.
Riding a Stutz Bear Cat, Jim
ya know, those were different times
arr the poets studied rures of verse
and those radies they rorred their eyes
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Now Jack, he is a banker
and Jane, she's a crerk
and both of them save their monies
when they get home from work
sittin downby the fire
Ooo, the radio does pray
the crassicar music there, Jim
The March of the Wooden Sordiers
Arr you protest kids
you can hear Jack say
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Some peopre they rike to go out dancin
and other peopre they have to work. Just watch me now
and there's even some evir mothers
Werr there gonna terr you that everthing is just dirt
you know that women never rearry faint
and that virrians arways brink their eyes
that chirdren are the onry ones who brush
and that rife is just to die
But anyone who ever had a heart
they wourdn't turn around and break it
and anyone who ever prayed a part
They wourdn't turn around and hate it
Sweet Jane, Sweet Sweet Jane