Lou Reed Album

It's hard being a man
Living in a garbage pail
My landlady called me up, oh
She tried to hit me with a mop

I can't stand it any more more
I can't stand it any more more, oh
I can't stand it any more more

But if baby would just come back, it'd be all right
Yeah, if baby would just come back, it would be all right
Come on, baby

I live with thirteen dead cats
A purple dog that wears spats
They're all living out in the hall
And I can't stand it any more

I can't stand it any more more
I can't stand it any more more
I can't stand it any more more
Lyrics
But if baby would just come back, it'd be all right
Oh, if baby would just come back, it would be all right
Be all right, now

Come on, baby

I'm tired of living all alone, yeah
Nobody ever calls me on the phone
But when things are getting better
I just play my music louder

I can't stand it any more more
I can't stand it any more more
I can't stand it any more more
I can't stand it, I can't stand it
I can't stand it, I can't stand it ...

Holly came from Miami FLA
Hitch-hiked her way across the USA.
Plucked her eyebrows on the way
Shaved her leg and then he was a she
She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side,
Said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side.

Candy came from out on the island,
In the backroom she was everybody's darling,
But she never lost her head
Even when she was given head
She said, hey baby, take a walk on the wild side
She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side
And the coloured girls go, doo doo doo, doo ...

Little Joe never once gave it away
Everybody had to pay and pay
A hustle here and a hustle there
New York city is the place where they said:
Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side
I Said hey Joe, take a walk on the wild side
Lyrics
Sugar Plum Fairy came and hit the streets
Lookin' for soul food and a place to eat
Went to the Apollo
You should have seen him go go go
They said, hey Sugar, take a walk on the wild side
I said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side

Jackie is just speeding away
Thought she was James Dean for a day
Then I guess she had to crash
Valium would have helped that dash
She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side
I said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side
And the coloured girls say doo doo doo, doo ...

Satellite's gone up to the skies
Thing like that drive me out of my mind

I watched it for a little while
I like to watch things on TV

Satellite of love
Satellite of love
Satellite of love
Satellite of ...

Satellite's gone way up to Mars
Soon it will be filled with parking cars

I watch it for a little while
I love to watch things on TV

Satellite of love ...

I've been told that you've been bold
With Harry, Mark and John
LyricsMonday, Tuesday, Wednesday, to Thursday
With Harry, Mark and John

Satellite's gone up to the skies
Thing like that drive me out of my mind

I watched it for a little while
I love to watch things on TV

Satellite of love ...

Vicious, you hit me with a flower
You do it every hour
Oh, baby you're so vicious
Vicious, you want me to hit you with a stick
But all I've got is a guitar pick
Oh baby, you're so vicious

When I watch you come, baby, I just want to run far away
You're not the kind of person around I want to stay
When I see you walking down the street
I step on your hands and I mangle your feet
You're not the kind of person that I want to meet
Baby, oh you're so vicious, you're so vicious

Vicious, you hit me with a flower
You do it every hour
Oh, baby you're so vicious
Vicious, hey why don't you swallow razor blades
You must think that I'm some kind of gay blade
But baby, you're so vicious

When I see you coming I just have to run
You're not good and you certainly aren't very much fun
When I see you walking down the street
I step on your hand and I mangle your feet
You're not the kind of person that I'd even want to meet
'Cause you're so vicious, baby, you're so vicious
Vicious, vicious...

Caroline says that I'm just a toy
She wants a man, not just a boy
Oh, Caroline says, ooh Caroline says

Caroline says she can't help but be mean
Or cruel, or oh so it seems
Oh, Caroline says, Caroline says

She say she doesn't want a man who leans
Still she is my Germanic Queen
Yeah, she's my Queen

The things she does, the things she says
People shouldn't treat others that way
But at first I thought I could take it all

Just like poison in a vial, hey she was often very vile
But of course, I thought I could take it all

Caroline says that I'm not a man
So she'll go get it catch as catch can
LyricsOh, Caroline says, yeah, Caroline says

Caroline says moments in time
Can't continue to be only mine
Oh, Caroline says, yeah, Caroline says

She treats me like I am a fool
But to me she's still a German Queen
Ooh, she's my Queen
Queen

Standing on the corner, suitcase in my hand
Jack is in his corset, Jane is in her vest
And me, I'm in a rock'n'roll band
Ridin'a stutz bearcat, Jim
You know, those were different times
Oh, all the poets, they studied rules of verse
And those ladies, they rolled their eyes
Sweet Jane, sweet Jane, sweet Jane

Jack, he is a banker
And Jane, she is a clerk
And both of them save their monies
when they come home from work
Ooh, they be sittin' down by the fire
Oh, the radio does play
The classical music, said Jim, the 'march of the wooden soldiers'
All you protest kids, you can hear Jack say, get ready
Sweet Jane, come on, baby
Sweet Jane, sweet Jane

Some people, they like to go out dancing
Other peoples, they have to work
Just watch me now
And there's some evil mothers
Well they're gonna tell you that everything is just dirt
You know, that women never really faint
And that villains always blink their eyes
And that, you know, children are the only ones who blush
And that life is just to die
But anyone who ever had a heart
Oh, they wouldn't turn around and break it
And anyone who's ever played a part
Oh, they wouldn't turn around and hate it

Sweet Jane, sweet Jane, sweet Jane ...

All your two-bit psychiatrists are giving you electro shock
They say, they let you live at home, with mom and dad
Instead of mental hospital
But everytime you tried to read a book
You couldn't get to page 17
'Cause you forgot, where you were
So you couldn't even read
Don't you know, they're gonna kill your sons
Don't you know, they're gonna kill, kill your sons
They're gonna kill, kill your sons
Until they run run run run run run run run away

Mom informed me on the phone
She didn't know what to do about dad
Took an axe and broke the table
Aren't you glad you're married
And sister, she got married on the island
And her husband takes the train
He's big and he's fat and he doesn't even have a brain
They're gonna kill your sons
Don't you know, they're gonna kill, kill your sons
LyricsDon't you know, they're gonna kill, kill your sons
Until they run away

Creedmore treated me very good
But Paine Whitney was even better
And when I flipped on PHC
I was so sad I didn't even get a letter
All of the drugs, that we took, it really was lots of fun
But when they shoot you up with thorizene on crystal smoke
You choke like a son of a gun
Don't you know, they're gonna kill your sons
Don't you know, they're gonna kill, kill your sons
They're gonna kill, kill your sons
Until they run run run run run run run run away

You know, man, when I was a young man in high school
You believe in or not, that I wanted to play football for the coach
All those older guys, they said he was mean and cruel
But you know, I wanted to play football, for the coach
They said I was to little too light weight to play line-back
So I say I'm playing right-in
Wanted to play football for the coach
Cause, you know some day, man, you gotta stand up straight
Unless you're gonna fall
Then you're gonna die
And the straightest dude I ever knew
Was standing right for me, all the time
So I had to play football for the coach
And I wanted to play football for the coach
When you're all alone and lonely in your midnight hour
And you find that your soul, it has been up for sale

And you getting to think about, all the things you done
And you getting to hate just about everything

But remember the princess who lived on the hill
LyricsWho loved you even though she knew you was wrong
And right now she just might come shining through
and the glory of love, glory of love
Glory of love, just might come through

And all your two-bit friends have gone and ripped you off
They're talking behind your back saying, man
you are never going to be a human being
And you start thinking again
About all those things that you've done
And who it was and who it was
And all the different things you made every different scene

Ah, but remember that the city is a funny place
Something like a circus or a sewer
And just remember, different people have peculiar tastes
And the Glory of love, the glory of love
The glory of love, might see you through
Yeah, but now, now
Glory of love, the glory of love
The glory of love, might see you through
Glory of love, ah, huh, huh, the glory of love
Glory of love, glory of love
Glory of love, now, glory of love, now
Glory of love, now, now, now, glory of love
Glory of love, give it to me now, glory of love see you through
Oh, my Coney Island baby, now
(I'm a Coney Island baby, now)
I'd like to send this one out for Lou and Rachel
And the Lord appeared and he has one made of two
Coney Island baby
Man, I swear, I'd give the whole thing up for you

Somebody's got to help me
This girl's drivin' me insane
Cause some they likes it hot
And some they likes it cold
And some they just don't like it at, like it at all now

Somebody's got to help me
This girl's drivin' me insane
Now somebody she's got to help me
It makes me feel like that I'm nowhere at all
It makes me feel like I'm nowhere at all

Somebody's got to help me
This girl's got me on the line now
Cause some they likes it hot
And some they likes it cold
And some they just don't like it at, like it at all now

Somebody's got to help me
This girl's drivin' me insane
Somebody's got to help me
LyricsShe makes me feel like, I'm nowhere at all
It makes me feel like I'm nowhere at all

I'm nowhere at all
I'm nowhere at
Give it to me now
I'm nowhere at all now
No honey, Rocky don't know it at all
I'm no, no, nowhere at all
I'm nowhere at all now
Oh, give it to me now

They tied his arms behind his back
to teach him how to swim
They put blood in his coffee
and milk in his gin
They stood over the soldier
in the midst of the squalor
There was war in his body
and it caused his brain to holler

Make the sacrifice
mutilate my face
If you need someone to kill
I'm a man without a will
Wash the razor in the rain
let me luxuriate in pain
Please don't set me free
death means a lot to me

The pain was lean and it made him scream
he knew he was alive
He put a pin through the nipples on his chest
he thought he was a saint
I've made love to my mother, killed my father and brother
what am I to do
When a sin goes too far, it's like a runaway car
it cannot be controlled

Spit upon his face and scream
there's no Oedipus today
This is no play you're thinking you are in
what will you say
Take the blue mask down from my face
and look me in the eye
I get a thrill from punishment
I've always been that way

I loathe and despise repentance
you are permanently stained
Your weakness buys indifference
and indiscretion in the streets
Dirty's what you are and clean is what you're not
you deserve to be soundly beat

Make the sacrifice
take it all the way
There's no "won't" high enough
to stop this desperate day
Don't take death away
cut the finger at the joint
Cut the stallion at his mount
and stuff it in his mouth

Legendary hearts, tearing up apart with stories of their love
Their great transcendant loves
While we stand here and fight
And lose another night of legendary love

Legendary loves haunt me in my sleep
Promises to keep, I never should have made
I can't live up to this, I'm good for just a kiss
Not legendary love

Romeo, oh Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo
He's in a car or at a bar
Or churning his blood with an impure drug
He's in the past and seems to be lost forever

He worked hard at being good
But his basic soul was stained not pure
And when he took his bow, no audience was clapping

Legendary hearts, tear us all apart
Make our emotions bleed, crying out in need
No legendary love is coming from above
It's in this room right now

And you've got to fight to make what's right
And you've got to fight to make what's right
And you've got to fight to make what's right
And you've got to fight to keep your legendary love

The first bite of the apple made Eve smart
The second bite taught her how to break men's hearts
The third bite taught her how to strut her stuff
But she never got to the fourth bite, that says :
Enough is enough

Enough is enough, I've had enough of you
You can keep your dresses, you can keep your jewels
You can keep the color TV, those soaps just make me sick
All I'm asking you leave me, is my little red joystick

My red joystick, my red joystick
All I'm asking you leave me, is my little red joystick
My red joystick, my red joystick
All I'm asking you leave me, is my little red joystick

Eve kissed Able, that's how he got murdered by Cain
Abraham gave up his son, to keep his wife away
And even the Load almighty, speaking from the trenches to the pits
Spoke for all of mankind, when he said

LyricsTake the Porsche, take the kids, take the stocks
Take the rugs, take those roses from my poor heart wilting
But, please, please, please

Leave me my red joystick, leave me my red joystick
Leave me my red joystick, leave me my red joystick

Eve drank apple cider, Eve brewed good apple wine
Eve cooked up stewed apples, knew how to have a good time
She came into the bathroom, raised her skirts up high
She said, 'If a little knowledge is a dangerous thing, baby
Give me a piece before I die

Hey, Eve take a bite of my apple
I know you think you're pretty slick
The one thing I ask you to leave me is my red joystick

My red joystick, my red joystick
All I'm asking you leave me, is my little red joystick
My red joystick, my red joystick
All I'm asking you leave me, is my little red joystick
My red joystick

I was sittin' home on the West End
Watchin' cable TV with a female friend
We were watchin' the news, the world's in a mess
The poor and the hungry, a world in distress
Herpes, AIDS, the Middle East at full throttle
Better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle
And while you're at it - check what's in the batter
Make sure that candy's in the Original Wrapper

Hey, pitcher, better check that batter
Make sure that candy's in the Original Wrapper

Reagan says abortion's murder
While he's looking at Cardinal O'Connor
Look at Jerry Falwell Louis Farrakhan
Both talk religion and the brotherhood of man
They both sound like they belong in Teheran
Watch out, they're goin' full throttle
Better check that sausage, before you stick it in the waffle
And while you're at it better check, what's in the batter
Make sure that candy's in the Original Wrapper

Hey, pitcher, better check that batter
Make sure that candy's in the Original Wrapper

White against white, Black against Jew
It seems like it's 1942
The baby sits in front of MTV
Watching violent fantasies
While Dad guzzles beer with his favorite sport
Only to find his heroes are all coked up
It's classic, original, the same old story
The politics of hate in a new surrounding
Hate if it's good and hate if it's bad
And if this all don't make you mad
I'll keep yours and I'll keep mine
Nothing sacred and nothing divine
Father, bless me, we're at full throttle
Better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle
And while you're at it better check that batter
Make sure the candy's in the Original Wrapper

Hey, pitcher, better check that batter
Make sure that candy's in the Original Wrapper, hey, hey

I was born in the United States
I grew up hard but I grew up straight
I saw a lack of morals and a lack of concern
A feeling that there's nowhere to turn
Yippies, Hippies and upwardly mobile Yuppies
Don't treat me like I'm some dumb lackey
'Cause the murderer lives while the victims die
I'd much rather see it an eye for an eye
A heart for a heart, a brain for a brain
And if this all makes you feel a little insane
Kick up your heels, turn the music up loud
Pick up your guitar and look out at the crowd
And say, "Don't mean to come on sanctimonious
But life's got me nervous and little pugnacious
Lugubrious so I give a salutation
And rock on out to beat really stupid
Ohh poop ah doo and how do you do
Hip hop gonna bop till I drop."
Watch out world, comin' at you full throttle
Better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle
And while you're at it better check that batter
Make sure the candy's in the Original Wrapper

Hey, hey, pitcher, better check that batter
Make sure the candy's in the Original Wrapper
Hey, pitcher, better check that batter
Make sure the candy's in the Original Wrapper, hey, hey, hey

The currents rage deep inside us
This is the age of Video Violence
The currents rage so deep inside us
This is the age of Video Violence

Up in the morning drinking his coffee
Turns on the TV to some slasher movie
Cartoon-like women, tied up and sweaty
Painting and screaming, thank you, have a nice day

The currents rage, the dawn's upon us
This is the age of Video Violence
The currents rage so deep inside us
This is the age of Video Violence

Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na

His heart is pounding he switches the channel
Looking for something, other than rape or murder
Or beatings or torture, but except for Walt Disney
LyricsIt's a twisted alliance, this age of Video Violence

The currents rage, the dawn's upon us
This is the age of Video Violence
The current rage so deep inside us
This is the age of Video Violence

Down at his job his boss sits there screaming
If he loses his job, life looses its meaning
His son is in high school, there's nothing he's learning
He sits by the TV, watching Corvettes exploding, 'cause

The currents rage, the dawn's upon us
This is the age of Video Violence
No age of reason landing upon us
This is the age of Video Violence

Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na

Down at a bar some woman is topless
She's acned and scarred, her hair is a mess
While he shoves $5 down her exotic panties
The video jukebox is playing Madonna
While just down the block at some local theater
They're grabbing their crotches at the 13th beheading
As the dead rise to live, the live sink to die
The currents are deep and raging inside

The currents rage so deep inside us
This is the age of Video Violence
No age of reason is landing upon us
This is the age of Video Violence

Na Na Na Na Na Na ...

Our good working stiff looks a whore in the eye
Ties her to a bed while he beats her back bloody and then back
At home, drinking more instant coffee
Calls some red-neck evangelist that he's seen on TV and says

The currents rage, the dawn's upon us
This is the age of Video Violence
No age of reason is landing upon us
This is the age of Video Violence

The currents rage so deep upon us
This is the age of Video violence
The currents rage so deep down inside us
This is the age of Video Violence

Na Na Na Na Na Na ...