(Jagger/Richards)

Men are armed shout who goes there
We have journeyed far from here
Armed with bibles make us swear
Candy and taffy, hope we both are well [bad word] see me in the citadel
Flags are flying, dollar bills
Round the heights of concrete hills
You can see the pinnacles
Candy and taffy, hope we both are well [bad word] see me in the citadel
In the streets are many walls
Hear the [bad word] and crawl
You can hear their lovers call
Candy and taffy, hope we both are well [bad word] see me in the citadel
Screaming people fly so fast
In their shiny metal cars
Throug the woods of steel and glass
Candy and taffy, hope we both are well [bad word] see me in the citadel