Lyrics:
on amphetamines
I say
I say
Well, my boyfriend's in a band
He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
I've got feathers in my hair
I get down to Beat poetry
on amphetamines
I say
I say
Well, my boyfriend's in a band
He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
I've got feathers in my hair
I get down to Beat poetry
a blue refrigerator, satellite and DVDs
A cozy little couch and Motorola TV
She loved to watch those pretty boys with California style
Like a jealous
Little Sister
(John Cale, Lou Reed)
Don't call me home, little sister
Before the night is done
My love and I are fleeing
Running into the sun.
rains.
Love on a left bank, a saxophone sighed
Drifting on a reed around midnight
Wrapped up in the sunset glowing outside
Alone on a deep end in
you scrolled through my older tracks
I'm just the Romeo mourning his Juliet
Hadid incomplete without Lou Reed
And do me a favor and save all that
the time I’d love to replay.
VERSE THREE
Beer tastes different in the morning
And we’re all old and stubbled
There’s Lou Reed on the cover of a magazine
Little Sister
(John Cale, Lou Reed)
Don't call me home, little sister
Before the night is done
My love and I are fleeing
Running into the sun.
got the pretty face
Pretty face
Fuck you Lou Reed
We are the pop queen
on that song by Lou Reed
You say his songs were never there for you
when you were eight and caught in a war
But those moments always stayed with you
See the beauty in the mundane
Sometimes I see clear as crystals
Feel like Lou reed on a Sunday
Til its all falling
Like Hito Steryl
Horizon line I feel
(Lyrics / Music--Lou Reed) Published by MGM Music
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("Get your fingers in.")
Lady Godiva, dressed so demurely
Pats the head of another
at the record store punk rock circle jerk
See her sweet Goth smile lost in forests again
Down in Alphabet City used to score
It ain't like them Lou Reed songs
know one day you'll hit L.A., you've got that Lou Reed swagger
You, smoking cigarettes and breaking hearts while shooting daggers
When those forsaken try
the new sounds, you found on your mix tape
Sipping Coca Cola, to "Lou Reed's" Lola, talkin' 'bout music and outer space
Lets go retro, Lets go retro
Talk
Venus in Furs
(By Lou Reed)
Shiny shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
The Count in belts, the servant don't forsake him
and Spike Lee
Busta Rhymes Lou Reed Maggie Gyllenhaal
And Notorious B.I.G
You can tell them all that I'll be getting high
So just drop on by
If I could live
Remain to lead me through time
To a God you built by firelight
And I sleep, a shivering satellite
Awake in a river's towering reeds
A colicky hereafter
was, then in '65
Lou Reed and John Cale in
A Ludlow Street dive
Had a similar musical spin
Also on acoustic guitar and violin
With even more New York
big body Benz it's the navigators
In the hood, servin freaks like I'm a restaurant waiter
Blue lights on the Jag cus I love to shine
Keep it by my
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