Mick Jagger went back to his old school recently-for the first time since he left in 1961.He was invited to the school to open the 'Mick Jagger Performing Arts centre',a new música and drama department at Dartford Grammar School.
Jagger dicho that he was 'honoured' that the centre was name after him.But in a newspaper interview 2 days before he told the journalist that in fact he hated school and that he used to be a rebel.
He didn't use to do the homework-'there was far too much'-and he was continually at war with the teachers.He used to break the rules all the time,especially rules he thought were stupid,about how to wear the school uniform and things like that.Once he even organized a mass protect against 'appalling' school dinners.'It was probably the greatest contribution to school I ever made,' he said.Although he made a good start at school,Jagger dicho his school work deteriorated because of 'music and girls'.
However,according to one of his old school friends,musician Dick Taylor,this is not true.He says that Mick didn't use to be a rebel at all-he was quite bright an used to work hard.He also used to do a lot of sport.
When Mick Jagger left school,he had 7 O-levels and 2 A-levels,which at that time were god qualifications-so perhaps Dick's memory is better than Mick's...
Jagger dicho that he was 'honoured' that the centre was name after him.But in a newspaper interview 2 days before he told the journalist that in fact he hated school and that he used to be a rebel.
He didn't use to do the homework-'there was far too much'-and he was continually at war with the teachers.He used to break the rules all the time,especially rules he thought were stupid,about how to wear the school uniform and things like that.Once he even organized a mass protect against 'appalling' school dinners.'It was probably the greatest contribution to school I ever made,' he said.Although he made a good start at school,Jagger dicho his school work deteriorated because of 'music and girls'.
However,according to one of his old school friends,musician Dick Taylor,this is not true.He says that Mick didn't use to be a rebel at all-he was quite bright an used to work hard.He also used to do a lot of sport.
When Mick Jagger left school,he had 7 O-levels and 2 A-levels,which at that time were god qualifications-so perhaps Dick's memory is better than Mick's...
tu held up your calabaza spice finger,
With a playful wink,
Your sweetness saved me several times,
When I was on the brink,
The warmth within your spritely smile,
Allowed me to be real,
Your cinnamon and sugar hugs
They taught me how to feel.
I'd run down to the coffee shop,
So I could see your face.
You've seen me at my happiest,
You've seen me in disgrace.
And though you're always beaming,
Still I feel the need to say,
It's okay if tu have some days,
Where your spice fades away.
With a playful wink,
Your sweetness saved me several times,
When I was on the brink,
The warmth within your spritely smile,
Allowed me to be real,
Your cinnamon and sugar hugs
They taught me how to feel.
I'd run down to the coffee shop,
So I could see your face.
You've seen me at my happiest,
You've seen me in disgrace.
And though you're always beaming,
Still I feel the need to say,
It's okay if tu have some days,
Where your spice fades away.
As ancient as mother Earth’s treachery
Caught in the line of Athena’s sight
Left alone to travel in this treacherous world
She walks in beauty, like the night
Though with beauty comes this fight of death
In this quest she fails though she tries
Eternally alone in this fateful dark
Of cloudless climes and starry skies
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent
How could it after what happened?
My pain unbearable, yet it happily shines
I look on from Artemis’s tent
As the sun sets on the sea that took his life
The smiles that win, the tints that glow
I will never forget my amor for him
As a Huntress I now see Hermes
With the soul of the lost he flies off like a crow
Till we meet again, farewell my love
Caught in the line of Athena’s sight
Left alone to travel in this treacherous world
She walks in beauty, like the night
Though with beauty comes this fight of death
In this quest she fails though she tries
Eternally alone in this fateful dark
Of cloudless climes and starry skies
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent
How could it after what happened?
My pain unbearable, yet it happily shines
I look on from Artemis’s tent
As the sun sets on the sea that took his life
The smiles that win, the tints that glow
I will never forget my amor for him
As a Huntress I now see Hermes
With the soul of the lost he flies off like a crow
Till we meet again, farewell my love