Mr. Marvin Middle Class is really in a stew   Wondering 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 accusations    Save the bleeding nation   Get it off your shoulders   Blame it on the Stones      Mother tells the ladies at the bridge club every day   Of the rising cost of tranquilizers she must pay   And she wonders why the children never seem to stay at home   Blame it on the Rolling Stones      One more time!   Yes, that's beautiful      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 the Rolling Stones      One more time!   Get together, children!   You'll feel so much better, children!   You can crucify!