Best song on that album, I like it.  Jagger just goofing around, wanting to bust everything up and stuff.  Could have used more express or implied/oblique references to drugs, though.  Docked a nad.

I wanna dance, I wanna sing I wanna bust up everything To make some love I wanna dance, I wanna sing I wanna bust up everythingAnd make some love
I can feel it in the airFeel it up aboveFeel the tension everywhereThere is too much bloodToo much blood, well alright
Everything you seeOn the movie screen is tameEverything's gonna be arranged
A friend of mine was this JapaneseWho had a girlfriend in ParisHe, he had to date her for six monthsAnd eventually she said yes
You know, he took her to his apartmentCut off her head, put the rest of her bodyIn the refrigerator, ate her piece by piecePut her in the refrigerator, put her in the freezer
And when he ate her he took her bonesTo the Bois de BoulogneBy chance, a taxi driver noticed himBurying the bones, you don't believe me?Truth is stranger than fictionWe drive through there everyday
I wanna dance, I wanna singI wanna bust up everythingBe number one, yeah!I wanna dance, I wanna singI wanna bust up everythingAnd have some fun
I can feel it everywhereFeel it up aboveFeel the tension in the airThere is too much blood, too much bloodToo much, yeah, too much blood, a'right
Did you ever see 'The Texas Chain Saw Massacre'?Horrible, wasn't it?You know people ask me, "Is it really trueYou know where you live in TexasIs that really true what they do around there, people?"
I say, "Hey, now everytime I drive through the crossroadsI get scared there's a bloke running aroundWith a fuckin' chain sawOh, no, he's gotta cut off meOh no no! Don't saw off me leg, don't saw off me arm"
When I go to the movies, you knowI'd like to see something more romanticYou know like, 'An Officer And A Gentleman'Or something, something you excite the wife tooYou know what I mean
I wanna dance, I wanna singI wanna bust up everythingAnd have some funI wanna dance, I wanna singI wanna bust up everythingAnd make some love
I can feel it everywhere, feel it up aboveFeel the tension in the airThere is too much bloodToo much blood, alright!
Pretty ladies, don't be scaredPretty ladies, don't be scaredPretty ladies, don't be scared, yeah
Pretty ladies, don't despairPretty ladies, don't despairThere's still so much love
Yeah, too much, too much, yeahToo much blood, too much bloodToo much, too much bloodToo much blood, too much bloodToo much blood, too much blood

Too Much Blow

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DwhjpBR9_SI&feature=related