April 26, 2024

Kris Kristofferson by Fans, for Fans

In appreciation of the Silver Tongued Devil

Blame it on the Stones – Lyrics

The Blame it on the Stones lyrics were written by Kristoffer Kristofferson and John Wilken. It is the first track on Kristofferson’s debut album titled Kristofferson,released in 1970 

Mister Marvin Middle Class is really in a stew
Wond’rin’ what the younger generation’s coming to
And the taste of his martini doesn’t please his bitter tongue
Blame it on the Rolling Stones.

Blame it on the Stones; blame it on the Stones
You’ll feel so much better, knowing you don’t stand alone
Join the accusation; save the bleeding nation
Get it off your shoulders; blame it on the Stones

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Mother tells the ladies at the bridge club every day
Of the rising price of tranquillizers she must pay
And she wonders why the children never seem to stay at home
Blame it on the Rolling Stones.

Blame it on the Stones; blame it on the Stones
You’ll feel so much better, knowing you don’t stand alone
Join the accusation; save the bleeding nation
Get it off your shoulders; blame it on the Stones

Father’s at the office, nightly working all the time
Trying to make the secretary change her little mind
And it bothers him to read about so many broken homes
Blame it on those Rolling Stones.

Blame it on the Stones; blame it on the Stones
You’ll feel so much better knowing you don’t stand alone
Join the accusation; save the bleeding nation
Get it off your shoulders; blame it on the Stones

Blame it on the Stones, blame it on the Stones.


Blame It On The Stones lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

1 thought on “Blame it on the Stones – Lyrics

  1. To me the lyrics always read . . . Mister, modern middle class . . . and Mothers in dreaming about so many broken homes, blame it on The Rolling Stones. But then I don’t do to well in the hearing stakes.

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