The Rolling Stones — Get Off of My Cloud Live at Principality Stadium

I live in an apartment on the ninety-ninth floor of my block And I sit at home looking out the window, imagining the world has stopped Then in flies a guy who's all dressed-up just like a Union Jack And says I’ve won five pounds if I have his kind of detergent pack I said, "Hey! You! Get off of my cloud! Hey! You! Get off of my cloud! Hey! You! Get off of my cloud! Don't hang around 'Cause two’s a crowd On my cloud, baby!" The telephone is ringing I say, "Hi, it's me. Who is it there on the line?" A voice says, "Hi, hello. How are you?" Well, I guess I'm doin' fine He says, "It's three AM. There's too much noise Don't you people ever wanna go to bed? Just 'cause you feel so good Do you have to drive me out of my head?" I said, "Hey! You! Get off of my cloud! Hey! You! Get off of my cloud! Hey! You! Get off of my cloud! Don’t hang around ’Cause two's a crowd On my cloud, baby" I was sick and tired, fed up with this And decided to take a drive downtown It was so very quiet and peaceful There was nobody, not a soul around I laid myself out, I was so tired And I started to dream In the morning the parking tickets were just like a flag Stuck on my window screen I said, "Hey! You! Get off of my cloud! Hey! You! Get off of my cloud! Hey! You! Get off of my cloud! Don’t hang around 'Cause two's a crowd On my cloud Hey! You! Get off of my cloud! Hey! You! Get off of my cloud! Hey! You! Get off of my cloud! Don't hang around Baby, two’s a crowd On my cloud"