Lou Reed lyrics
Lou Reed lyrics
"The Original Wrapper lyrics"
I'm So Beautiful lyrics
Out out tonight feel like going out in the night I'm gonna walk the street walk the street I wanna feel the heat feel the heat. There ain't nobody better than me can't you see? Look at me! Wild feeling wild and I'm burning up deep inside I wanna let it go let it go I'm gonna steal the show steal the show. There ain't
Out out tonight feel like going out in the night I'm gonna walk the street walk the street I wanna feel the heat feel the heat. There ain't nobody better than me can't you see? Look at me! Wild feeling wild and I'm burning up deep inside I wanna let it go let it go I'm gonna steal the show steal the show. There ain't
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 gStill Loving You lyricsoin' 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 Fa
Time, it needs timeTo win back your love againI will be there, I will be thereLove, only loveCan bring back your love somedayI will be there, I will be thereI'll fight, babe, I'll fightTo win back your love againI will be there, I will be thereLove, only loveCan break down the walls somedayI will beDivider lyricsher, 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
Killer wake in the evening killer walk outside When she comes divided She nearly comes alive She only cares when her libidos buzzing Bees only thrive when the honey is there She knows the way to the script write doctor She calls him up when the itch gets bad The itch gets bad A model makes you famous A dying goats a laWoman With The Dirty Feet lyricsup 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
Baby, I wanna see you tonightI love the stink of your bodyLet me show you what I canHoney, I'm a real manSince you left me, babyI'm broken, I bleedMy tears are falling and fallingFalling on your dirty feetWoman with the dirty feet.