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Wrap your troubles in dreams
Send them all away Put them in a bottle and Across the seas they'll stay Speak not of misfortunes Speak not of your woes Just steal yourself a holiday Crouching by the door Ride and sway to music's pain Searing with the sides Caress it with a lover's touch For it shall be your bride Wrap your troubles in dreams Send them all away Put them in a bottle And across the seas they'll stay Slash the golden whip, it slaps Across the lover's sides The earth trembles without remorse Preparing for to die Salty ocean waves and sprays Come crashing to the shore Bullies kick and kill young loves Down on barroom floors Wrap your troubles in dreams Send them all away Put them in a bottle And across the seas they'll stay Violence echoes through the land In heart of every man The knife stabs existent wounds Pulse runs through matted hair The gleaming knife cuts early Through the midnight air Cutting entrails in its path Blood runs without care Excrement filters through the brain Hatred bends the spine Filth covers the body pores To be cleansed by dying time Wrap your troubles in dreams Send them all away Put them in a bottle And across the seas they'll stay |
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from The Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico [Original Album (Rarities Edition)] (2012)
The snow on your eyelids that curtsy with age
Is freezing the stares on tyranny's wings. The bitter is hard and the warmth of your skin Is diseased with familiar caresses. Withdrawing from splendor and royal decay Among all the triumphs and jaded awards The angry and blazing circus of sun Blasphemes as the crown prince arises. You cannot beget all the sins that you owe To the people of paradise magic Pretend to answer passion and form With foreign rationalizations. Primroses are the jewels that lurk Among masks of pleasure that flicker with doubt Embraces of fame that's simultaneously fear To advance and demand to be recognized. The river shall flow through hollow green faces Of caricature's resentment etched out of the tongues. Both reluctant princess asleep before birth The classical sensitive failures. The worshipping wicked cling to the dark of your heart Lying there and wait with your angels Moan and ravish from dawn to dusk The avaricious young lovers. |
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from Velvet Underground - Loaded (1998)
Who Loves The Sun
Who loves the sun Who cares that it makes plants grow Who cares what it does Since you broke my heart Who loves the wind Who cares that it makes breezes Who cares what it does Since you broke my heart Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Not everyone Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Who loves the rain Who cares that it makes flowers Who cares that it makes showers Since you broke my heart Who loves the sun Who cares that it is shining Who cares what it does Since you broke my heart Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Not everyone Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Sun Sun Sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Not everyone Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun |
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from Velvet Underground - Loaded (1998)
Who Loves The Sun
Who loves the sun Who cares that it makes plants grow Who cares what it does Since you broke my heart Who loves the wind Who cares that it makes breezes Who cares what it does Since you broke my heart Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Not everyone Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Who loves the rain Who cares that it makes flowers Who cares that it makes showers Since you broke my heart Who loves the sun Who cares that it is shining Who cares what it does Since you broke my heart Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Not everyone Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Sun Sun Sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Not everyone Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun |
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from High Fidelity (2000)
Who loves the sun
Who cares that it makes plants grow Who cares what it does Since you broke my heart Who loves the wind Who cares that it makes breezes Who cares what it does Since you broke my heart Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Not everyone Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Who loves the rain Who cares that it makes flowers Who cares that it makes showers Since you broke my heart Who loves the sun Who cares that it is shining Who cares what it does Since you broke my heart Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Not everyone Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun Pa Pa Pa Pa Not just anyone Pa Pa Pa Pa Who loves the sun |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground (1996)
What goes on in your mind?
I think that I am falling down. What goes on in your mind? I think that I am upside down. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright. I'm going up, and I'm going down. I'm going from side to side. See the bells, up in the sky, Somebody's cut their string in two. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright. One minute born, one minute doomed, One minute up, one minute down. What goes on in your mind? I think that I am falling down. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright. |
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from Velvet Underground - Live With Lou Reed, Vol.1 [live] (1999)
What goes on in your mind? I think that I am falling down. What goes on in your mind? I think that I am upside down. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright. I'm going up, and I'm going down. I'm going from side to side. See the bells, up in the sky, Somebody's cut their string in two. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright. One minute born, one minute doomed, One minute up, one minute down. What goes on in your mind? I think that I am falling down. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright. |
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from Velvet Underground - Chronicles (2005)
What goes on in your mind?
I think that I am falling down. What goes on in your mind? I think that I am upside down. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright. I'm going up, and I'm going down. I'm going from side to side. See the bells, up in the sky, Somebody's cut their string in two. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright. One minute born, one minute doomed, One minute up, one minute down. What goes on in your mind? I think that I am falling down. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright. |
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from The Velvet Underground - Rock Legends (2007)
What goes on in your mind?
I think that I am falling down. What goes on in your mind? I think that I am upside down. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright. I'm going up, and I'm going down. I'm going from side to side. See the bells, up in the sky, Somebody's cut their string in two. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright. One minute born, one minute doomed, One minute up, one minute down. What goes on in your mind? I think that I am falling down. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright. |
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from The Velvet Underground - Universal Masters Collection (2010)
What goes on in your mind?
I think that I am falling down. What goes on in your mind? I think that I am upside down. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright. I'm going up, and I'm going down. I'm going from side to side. See the bells, up in the sky, Somebody's cut their string in two. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright. One minute born, one minute doomed, One minute up, one minute down. What goes on in your mind? I think that I am falling down. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright. |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart Downy sins of streetlight fancies Chase the costumes she shall wear Ermine furs adorn the imperious Severin, Severin awaits you there I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me Different colors made of tears Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather Shiny leather in the dark Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart Severin, Severin, speak so slightly Severin, down on your bended knee Taste the whip, in love not given lightly Taste the whip, now plead for me I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me Different colors made of tears Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather Whiplash girlchild in the dark Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart Downy sins of streetlight fancies Chase the costumes she shall wear Ermine furs adorn the imperious Severin, Severin awaits you there I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me Different colors made of tears Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather Shiny leather in the dark Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart Severin, Severin, speak so slightly Severin, down on your bended knee Taste the whip, in love not given lightly Taste the whip, now plead for me I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me Different colors made of tears Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather Whiplash girlchild in the dark Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart |
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from The Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico [Original Album (Rarities Edition)] (2012)
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him Strike dear mistress, and cure his heart Downy sins of streetlight fancies Chase the costumes she shall wear Ermine furs adorn the imperious Severin, severin awaits you there I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me Different colors made of tears Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather Shiny leather in the dark Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you Strike dear mistress, and cure his heart Severin, severin, speak so slightly Severin, down on your bended knee Taste the whip, in love not given lightly Taste the whip, now bleed for me I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me Different colors made of tears Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather Whiplash girlchild in the dark Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him Strike dear mistress, and cure his heart |
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from Velvet Underground - Loaded (1998)
Train Round The Bend
Train round the bend Takin me away from my country I'm sick of the trees Take me to the city Train comin' round the bend Oh train comin' round the bend Been in the country Oh much too long Trying to be a farmer But nothing that I planted never seems to grow Train comin' round the bend Train comin' round the bend Hey I am just a city boy And really not the country kind Oh I need the city streets and I need your light To see bend comin' round the bend The train comin' round the bend Allright Ooh Ohh Once She's going twice She's going to the loop up and down She's going twice She's going the train comin round the bend You know the train comin round the bend And I'm out of nowhere Takin' me back where I belong I've been here once and I don't take it tonight For the train comin round the bend The train comin round the bend OOOh Allright! |
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from Velvet Underground - Loaded (1998)
Train Round The Bend
Train round the bend Takin me away from my country I'm sick of the trees Take me to the city Train comin' round the bend Oh train comin' round the bend Been in the country Oh much too long Trying to be a farmer But nothing that I planted never seems to grow Train comin' round the bend Train comin' round the bend Hey I am just a city boy And really not the country kind Oh I need the city streets and I need your light To see bend comin' round the bend The train comin' round the bend Allright Ooh Ohh Once She's going twice She's going to the loop up and down She's going twice She's going the train comin round the bend You know the train comin round the bend And I'm out of nowhere Takin' me back where I belong I've been here once and I don't take it tonight For the train comin round the bend The train comin round the bend OOOh Allright! |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
There she goes again
She's out on the streets again She's down on her knees, my friend But you know she'll never ask you please again Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes She won't take it from just any guy, what can you do You see her walkin' on down the street Look at all your friends she's gonna meet You better hit her There she goes again She's knocked out on her feet again She's down on her knees, my friend But you know she'll never ask you please again Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes Like a bird, you know she would fly, what can you do You see her walkin' on down the street Look at all your friends that she's gonna meet You better hit her Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes Like a bird, you know she will fly, fly, fly away See her walking on down the street Look at all your friends that she's gonna meet She's gonna bawl and shout She's gonna work it She's gonna work it out, bye bye Bye bye baby All right |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
There she goes again
She's out on the streets again She's down on her knees, my friend But you know she'll never ask you please again Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes She won't take it from just any guy, what can you do You see her walkin' on down the street Look at all your friends she's gonna meet You better hit her There she goes again She's knocked out on her feet again She's down on her knees, my friend But you know she'll never ask you please again Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes Like a bird, you know she would fly, what can you do You see her walkin' on down the street Look at all your friends that she's gonna meet You better hit her Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes Like a bird, you know she will fly, fly, fly away See her walking on down the street Look at all your friends that she's gonna meet She's gonna bawl and shout She's gonna work it She's gonna work it out, bye bye Bye bye baby All right |
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from The Velvet Underground - Rock Legends (2007)
There she goes again
She's out on the streets again She's down on her knees, my friend But you know she'll never ask you please again Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes She won't take it from just any guy, what can you do You see her walkin' on down the street Look at all your friends she's gonna meet You better hit her There she goes again She's knocked out on her feet again She's down on her knees, my friend But you know she'll never ask you please again Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes Like a bird, you know she would fly, what can you do You see her walkin' on down the street Look at all your friends that she's gonna meet You better hit her Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes Like a bird, you know she will fly, fly, fly away See her walking on down the street Look at all your friends that she's gonna meet She's gonna bawl and shout She's gonna work it She's gonna work it out, bye bye Bye bye baby All right |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground (1996)
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
candy screen wrappers of silkscreen fantastic, requiring memories, both lovely and guiltfree, lurid and lovely with twilight of ages, luscious and lovely and filthy with laghter, laconic giggles, ennui fort the passions, in order to justify most spurious desires, rectify moments, most serious and urgent, to hail upon the face of most odious time, requiring replies most facile and vacuous, with words nearly singed, with the heartbeat of passions, spew forth with the grace of a tart going under, subject of great concern, noble origin Right Voice (Reed, Yule) denigrate obtuse and active verbs pronouns, skewer the sieve of optical sewer, release the handle that holds all the gates up, puncture the eyeballls, that seep all the muck up, read all the books and he people worth reading and still see the muck on the sky of the ceiling Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) please raise the flag rosy red carpet envy english used here is messenger is nervous it's no fun at all out here in the hall Right Voice (Reed, Yule) mister moonlight succulent smooth and gorgeous. Isn't it nice? We're number One and so forth. Isn't it sweet being unique? Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) for screeching and yelling and various offenses, lower the queen and bend her over the tub, against the state, the country, the committe, hold her head under the water please for an hour, for groveling and spewing and various offenses, puncture the bloat with the wing of a sparrow, the inverse, the obverse, the converse,the reverse, the sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow, for suitable reckonings too numerous to mention, as the queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is one way to skin a cat or poison a rat it is hetero four hear to three forthirightly stated. Right Voice (Reed, Yule) relent and obverse and inverse and perverse and reverse the inverse of perverse and reverse and reverse an reverse and reverse and reverse and chop it and pluck it and cut it and spit it and sew it to joy on the edge of a cyclop and spinet it to rage on the edge of a cylindrical minute. Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) put down that rag simpering, callow and morose who let you in? if I knew, then I could get out the murder you see is a mystery to me Right Voice (Reed, Yule) dear Mister Muse fellow of wit and gentry medieval ruse filling the shallow and empty, fools that duel duel in pools. Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) to Rembrandt and Oswald, to peanuts and ketchup, sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes, up to the stand with your foot on the bible as king I must order and constantly arouse, if you swear to catch up and throw up and up up, a king full of virgin kiss me and spin it, excuse to willow and wander dark wonders divest me of robes-sutures Harry and pig meat, the fate of a nation, rests hard on your bosoms, the king on his throne, puts his hand down his robe, the torture of inverse and silk screen and Harry, and set the tongue squealing the reverse and inverse Right Voice (Reed, Yule) tantalize poets with visions of grandeur, their faces turn blue with the reek of the compost, as the livig try hard to retain what the dead lost, with double dead sickness from writing at what cost and business and business and reverse and reverse and set the brain reeling the inverse and perverse Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) objections suffice apelike and tactile bassoon oboeing me cordon the virus' section off to the left is what is not right Right Voice (Reed, Yule) English arcane tantamount here to frenzy passing for me lascivious elder passion corpulent filth disguised as silk Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) contempt, contempt and contempt for the boredom, I shall poison the city and sink it with fire, for Cordless and Harry and Apepig and Scissor, the messenger's wig seems fraught with desire, for blueberry picnics and pince-nez and magpies, the mseenger's skirt, would you plaese hook it higher, for children and adults all thos under ninety, how truly disgusting. Would you please put it down? a stray in this fray is no condom worth saving, as king I'm quite just, but it's just quite impossible, a robe and a robe and a robe and a bat, no double class inverse could make lying worth dying Right Voice (Reed, Yule) with cheap simian melodies, hillbilly outgush, for illiterate ramblings for cheap understanding the simple the inverse, the compost, the reverse, the obtuse and stupid, and business, and business, and cheap, stupid lyrics, and simple mass reverse while the real thing is dying Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) accept the pig, enter the Owl and Gorgeous, King on the left, it on the right and primping adjusting his nose as he reads from his scroll folksy knockwurst peel back the skin of French and what do you find? follicles intertwinning, succulent prose wrapped up in robes Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) off with his head, take his head from his neck off, requiring memories both lovely and guiltfree, put out his eyes, then cut his nose off, sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes, scoop out his brain, put a string where his ears were, all the king's horses and all the king's men, swing the whole mess at the end of the wire, scratch out his eyes with the tip of a razor, let the wire extend from the tip of a rose, Caroline, Caroline, Caroline, Oh! but retains the remnants of what once was a nose, pass me my robe, fill my bath up with water Right Voice (Reed, Yule) jumpsuit and pig meat and making his fortune, while making them happy with the inverse and obverse and making them happy and making them happy with the coy and the stupid, just another dumb lackey, who puts out one thing, while singing the other, but the real thing's alone and it is no man's brother Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) no one knows no nose is good news and senseless extend the wine drink here toast to selfless ten year old port is perfect in court Right Voice (Reed, Yule) safety is nice not an unwise word spoken scary, bad dreams made safe in lovely songs no doom or gloom allowed in this room Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) Casbah and Cascade and Rosehip and Feeling, Cascade and Cyanide, Rachaminoff, Beethoven skull silly wagon and justice and perverse and reverse the inverse and inverse and inverse, blueberry catalog, questionable earnings, hustler's lament and the rest will in due cry, to battle and scramble and browbeat and hurt while chewing on minstrels and choking on dirt, disease please seems the order of the day, please the king, please the king, please the king day, Casbah and Cascade and Rosehip and Feeling, point of order return the king here to the ceiling Right Voice (Reed, Yule) oh, not to be whistled or studied or hummed or remembered at nights, when the I is alone, but to skewer and ravage and savage and split with the grace of a diamond, bellicose wit, to stun and to stagger with words as such stone, that those who do hear cannot again return home Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) razzamatazz, there's nothing on my shoulder, lust is a must, shaving my head's made me bolder, will you kindly read what it was I brought thee Right Voice (Reed, Yule) hello to Ray, hello to Godiva and Angel, who let you in? isn't it nice the party? aren't the lights pretty at night? Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) sick leaf and sorrow and pincers net-scissors, regard and refrain from the daughters of marriage, regards for the elders and youngest in carriage, regard and regard for the inverse and perverse and obverse, and diverse, of reverse and reverse, regard from the sick, the dumb, and the camel from pump's storing water, like brain is too marrow to x-ray and filthy and cutting and peeling to skin and to skin and to bone and to structure to livid and pallid and turgid and structured and structured and structured and structured and structured and regard and refrain, the sick and the dumb, inverse, reverse and perverse Right Voice (Reed, Yule) contempt, contempt, and contempt for the seething for writhing and reeling and two-bit reportage, for sick with the body and sinister holy, the drown burst blue babies now dead on the seashore, the valorous horseman, who hang from the ceiling, the pig on the carpet, the dusty pale jissom, that has no effect for the sick with the see-saw, the inverse, obverse converse, reverse of reverse the diverse and converse of reverse and perverse and sweet pyrotechnics, and let's have another of inverse, converse, diverse, perverse and reverse, hell's graveyard is damned as they chew on their brains, the slick and the scum, reverse, inverse and perverse Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) plowing while it's done away dumb and ready pig meat sick upon the carpet climb into the casket safe within the parapet sack is in the parapet pigs are out and growling slaughter by the seashore see the lifeguard drowning sea is full of fishes fish's full of china china plates are falling all fall down sick and shiny carpet lie before my eyes eyes lead me to the ceiling walk upon the wall wall tender as the green grass drink the whisky horror see the young girls dancing flies upon the beaches beaches are for sailors nuns across the sea-wall black hood horseman raging swordsman eating fire Right Voice (Reed, Yule) sick upon the staircase sick upon the staircase blood upon the pillow climb into the parapet see the church bells gleaming knife that scrapes a sick plates of dentures full of air holes the tailor couldn't mend straight shoot her full of air holes climbing up the casket take me to the casket teeth upon her red throat screw me in the daisies rip apart her holler snip the seas fantastic treat her like a sailor full and free and nervous out to make his fortune either this or that way sickly or in good health piss upon a building like a dog in training teach to heel or holler yodel on a sing song down upon the carpet Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) fire on the carpet set the house ablazing seize and bring it flaming gently to the ground ground Dizzy Bell Miss Fortune fat and full of love-juice drip it on the carpet down below the fire hose weep and whisky fortune sail me to the moon, dear drunken dungeon sailors headless Roman horsemen the king and queen are empty their heads are in the outhouse fish upon the water bowl upon the saviour tooothless wigged Laureate plain and full of fancy name upon a letterhead impressing all wheatgerm love you for a nickel ball you for a quarter set the casket flaming do not go gentle blazing Right Voice (Reed, Yule) tickle polyester sick within the parapet screwing for a dollar sucking on a fire-hose chewing on a rubber line tied to chairs and rare bits pay another player oh you're such a good lad here's another dollar tie him to the bedpost sick with witches' covens craving for a raw meat bones upon the metal sick upon the circle down upon the carpet down upon the carpet down below the parapet waiting for your bidding pig upon the carpet tumescent railroad neuro-anaesthesia analog ready for a good look drooling at the birches swinging from the birches succulent Nebraska |
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Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
candy screen wrappers of silkscreen fantastic, requiring memories, both lovely and guiltfree, lurid and lovely with twilight of ages, luscious and lovely and filthy with laghter, laconic giggles, ennui fort the passions, in order to justify most spurious desires, rectify moments, most serious and urgent, to hail upon the face of most odious time, requiring replies most facile and vacuous, with words nearly singed, with the heartbeat of passions, spew forth with the grace of a tart going under, subject of great concern, noble origin Right Voice (Reed, Yule) denigrate obtuse and active verbs pronouns, skewer the sieve of optical sewer, release the handle that holds all the gates up, puncture the eyeballls, that seep all the muck up, read all the books and he people worth reading and still see the muck on the sky of the ceiling Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) please raise the flag rosy red carpet envy english used here is messenger is nervous it's no fun at all out here in the hall Right Voice (Reed, Yule) mister moonlight succulent smooth and gorgeous. Isn't it nice? We're number One and so forth. Isn't it sweet being unique? Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) for screeching and yelling and various offenses, lower the queen and bend her over the tub, against the state, the country, the committe, hold her head under the water please for an hour, for groveling and spewing and various offenses, puncture the bloat with the wing of a sparrow, the inverse, the obverse, the converse,the reverse, the sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow, for suitable reckonings too numerous to mention, as the queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is one way to skin a cat or poison a rat it is hetero four hear to three forthirightly stated. Right Voice (Reed, Yule) relent and obverse and inverse and perverse and reverse the inverse of perverse and reverse and reverse an reverse and reverse and reverse and chop it and pluck it and cut it and spit it and sew it to joy on the edge of a cyclop and spinet it to rage on the edge of a cylindrical minute. Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) put down that rag simpering, callow and morose who let you in? if I knew, then I could get out the murder you see is a mystery to me Right Voice (Reed, Yule) dear Mister Muse fellow of wit and gentry medieval ruse filling the shallow and empty, fools that duel duel in pools. Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) to Rembrandt and Oswald, to peanuts and ketchup, sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes, up to the stand with your foot on the bible as king I must order and constantly arouse, if you swear to catch up and throw up and up up, a king full of virgin kiss me and spin it, excuse to willow and wander dark wonders divest me of robes-sutures Harry and pig meat, the fate of a nation, rests hard on your bosoms, the king on his throne, puts his hand down his robe, the torture of inverse and silk screen and Harry, and set the tongue squealing the reverse and inverse Right Voice (Reed, Yule) tantalize poets with visions of grandeur, their faces turn blue with the reek of the compost, as the livig try hard to retain what the dead lost, with double dead sickness from writing at what cost and business and business and reverse and reverse and set the brain reeling the inverse and perverse Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) objections suffice apelike and tactile bassoon oboeing me cordon the virus' section off to the left is what is not right Right Voice (Reed, Yule) English arcane tantamount here to frenzy passing for me lascivious elder passion corpulent filth disguised as silk Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) contempt, contempt and contempt for the boredom, I shall poison the city and sink it with fire, for Cordless and Harry and Apepig and Scissor, the messenger's wig seems fraught with desire, for blueberry picnics and pince-nez and magpies, the mseenger's skirt, would you plaese hook it higher, for children and adults all thos under ninety, how truly disgusting. Would you please put it down? a stray in this fray is no condom worth saving, as king I'm quite just, but it's just quite impossible, a robe and a robe and a robe and a bat, no double class inverse could make lying worth dying Right Voice (Reed, Yule) with cheap simian melodies, hillbilly outgush, for illiterate ramblings for cheap understanding the simple the inverse, the compost, the reverse, the obtuse and stupid, and business, and business, and cheap, stupid lyrics, and simple mass reverse while the real thing is dying Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) accept the pig, enter the Owl and Gorgeous, King on the left, it on the right and primping adjusting his nose as he reads from his scroll folksy knockwurst peel back the skin of French and what do you find? follicles intertwinning, succulent prose wrapped up in robes Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) off with his head, take his head from his neck off, requiring memories both lovely and guiltfree, put out his eyes, then cut his nose off, sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes, scoop out his brain, put a string where his ears were, all the king's horses and all the king's men, swing the whole mess at the end of the wire, scratch out his eyes with the tip of a razor, let the wire extend from the tip of a rose, Caroline, Caroline, Caroline, Oh! but retains the remnants of what once was a nose, pass me my robe, fill my bath up with water Right Voice (Reed, Yule) jumpsuit and pig meat and making his fortune, while making them happy with the inverse and obverse and making them happy and making them happy with the coy and the stupid, just another dumb lackey, who puts out one thing, while singing the other, but the real thing's alone and it is no man's brother Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) no one knows no nose is good news and senseless extend the wine drink here toast to selfless ten year old port is perfect in court Right Voice (Reed, Yule) safety is nice not an unwise word spoken scary, bad dreams made safe in lovely songs no doom or gloom allowed in this room Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) Casbah and Cascade and Rosehip and Feeling, Cascade and Cyanide, Rachaminoff, Beethoven skull silly wagon and justice and perverse and reverse the inverse and inverse and inverse, blueberry catalog, questionable earnings, hustler's lament and the rest will in due cry, to battle and scramble and browbeat and hurt while chewing on minstrels and choking on dirt, disease please seems the order of the day, please the king, please the king, please the king day, Casbah and Cascade and Rosehip and Feeling, point of order return the king here to the ceiling Right Voice (Reed, Yule) oh, not to be whistled or studied or hummed or remembered at nights, when the I is alone, but to skewer and ravage and savage and split with the grace of a diamond, bellicose wit, to stun and to stagger with words as such stone, that those who do hear cannot again return home Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) razzamatazz, there's nothing on my shoulder, lust is a must, shaving my head's made me bolder, will you kindly read what it was I brought thee Right Voice (Reed, Yule) hello to Ray, hello to Godiva and Angel, who let you in? isn't it nice the party? aren't the lights pretty at night? Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) sick leaf and sorrow and pincers net-scissors, regard and refrain from the daughters of marriage, regards for the elders and youngest in carriage, regard and regard for the inverse and perverse and obverse, and diverse, of reverse and reverse, regard from the sick, the dumb, and the camel from pump's storing water, like brain is too marrow to x-ray and filthy and cutting and peeling to skin and to skin and to bone and to structure to livid and pallid and turgid and structured and structured and structured and structured and structured and regard and refrain, the sick and the dumb, inverse, reverse and perverse Right Voice (Reed, Yule) contempt, contempt, and contempt for the seething for writhing and reeling and two-bit reportage, for sick with the body and sinister holy, the drown burst blue babies now dead on the seashore, the valorous horseman, who hang from the ceiling, the pig on the carpet, the dusty pale jissom, that has no effect for the sick with the see-saw, the inverse, obverse converse, reverse of reverse the diverse and converse of reverse and perverse and sweet pyrotechnics, and let's have another of inverse, converse, diverse, perverse and reverse, hell's graveyard is damned as they chew on their brains, the slick and the scum, reverse, inverse and perverse Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) plowing while it's done away dumb and ready pig meat sick upon the carpet climb into the casket safe within the parapet sack is in the parapet pigs are out and growling slaughter by the seashore see the lifeguard drowning sea is full of fishes fish's full of china china plates are falling all fall down sick and shiny carpet lie before my eyes eyes lead me to the ceiling walk upon the wall wall tender as the green grass drink the whisky horror see the young girls dancing flies upon the beaches beaches are for sailors nuns across the sea-wall black hood horseman raging swordsman eating fire Right Voice (Reed, Yule) sick upon the staircase sick upon the staircase blood upon the pillow climb into the parapet see the church bells gleaming knife that scrapes a sick plates of dentures full of air holes the tailor couldn't mend straight shoot her full of air holes climbing up the casket take me to the casket teeth upon her red throat screw me in the daisies rip apart her holler snip the seas fantastic treat her like a sailor full and free and nervous out to make his fortune either this or that way sickly or in good health piss upon a building like a dog in training teach to heel or holler yodel on a sing song down upon the carpet Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) fire on the carpet set the house ablazing seize and bring it flaming gently to the ground ground Dizzy Bell Miss Fortune fat and full of love-juice drip it on the carpet down below the fire hose weep and whisky fortune sail me to the moon, dear drunken dungeon sailors headless Roman horsemen the king and queen are empty their heads are in the outhouse fish upon the water bowl upon the saviour tooothless wigged Laureate plain and full of fancy name upon a letterhead impressing all wheatgerm love you for a nickel ball you for a quarter set the casket flaming do not go gentle blazing Right Voice (Reed, Yule) tickle polyester sick within the parapet screwing for a dollar sucking on a fire-hose chewing on a rubber line tied to chairs and rare bits pay another player oh you're such a good lad here's another dollar tie him to the bedpost sick with witches' covens craving for a raw meat bones upon the metal sick upon the circle down upon the carpet down upon the carpet down below the parapet waiting for your bidding pig upon the carpet tumescent railroad neuro-anaesthesia analog ready for a good look drooling at the birches swinging from the birches succulent Nebraska |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
The myriad choices of his fate
Set themselves out upon a plate For him to choose What had he to lose Not a ghost bloodied country All covered with sleep Where the black angel did weep Not an old city street in the east Gone to choose And wandering's brother Walked on through the night With his hair in his face On a long splintered cut from the knife of G.T. The rally man's patter ran on through the dawn Until we said so long To his skull-shrill yell Shining brightly red-rimmed and Red-lined with the time Infused with the choice of the mind On ice skates scraping chunks From the bells Cut mouth bleeding razor's Forgetting the pain Antiseptic remains cool goodbye So you fly To the cozy brown snow of the east Gone to choose, choose again Sacrificials remains make it hard to forget Where you come from The stools of your eyes Serve to realize fame, choose again And roverman's refrain of the sacrilege recluse For the loss of a horse Went the bowels and a tail of a rat Come again, choose to go And if Epiphany's terror reduced you to shame Have your head bobbed and weaved Choose a side to be on If the stone glances off Split didactics in two Leave the colors of the mouse trails Don't scream, try between If you choose, if you choose, try to lose For the loss of remain come and start Start the game I che che che che I Che che ka tak koh Choose to choose Choose to choose, choose to go |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground (1996)
That's the story of my life
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from Velvet Underground - Chronicles (2005)
That's the story of my life
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from Velvet Underground - V.U. (1999)
Temptation inside Your Heart
Somebody shut the door I know where temptation lies Inside of you heart You can talk during this I know where the evil lies Inside of your heart Well get out of here If you're gonna try to make it right You're surely gonna end up wrong Wrong wrong wrong wrong Ah! That's the only chord I know I know where the mirror's edge Is inside of your heart Motown It's no even within five feet Well if you're gonna make it right You're surely gonna end up wrong You don't look like Martha and the Vandellas I'm just gonna start it all over again Somebody get her out of here Electricity comes from other planets (It's not that a bad solo. Four times is pretty together) (You can stay here) I know where temptation lies Inside of your heart Yes he's ready I know where the evil lies Inside of your heart Is he ready Well if you're gonna make it right You're surely gonna end up wrong Oh the whole mess start again Well New York buildings are very hight And not all offensive Lock the door Gonna carry on at infinite leght, my dear The Pope in the silver castle Was that awful Hey, that's fine. That's it |
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from The Velvet Underground - Rock Legends (2007)
Temptation inside Your Heart
Somebody shut the door I know where temptation lies Inside of you heart You can talk during this I know where the evil lies Inside of your heart Well get out of here If you're gonna try to make it right You're surely gonna end up wrong Wrong wrong wrong wrong Ah! That's the only chord I know I know where the mirror's edge Is inside of your heart Motown It's no even within five feet Well if you're gonna make it right You're surely gonna end up wrong You don't look like Martha and the Vandellas I'm just gonna start it all over again Somebody get her out of here Electricity comes from other planets (It's not that a bad solo. Four times is pretty together) (You can stay here) I know where temptation lies Inside of your heart Yes he's ready I know where the evil lies Inside of your heart Is he ready Well if you're gonna make it right You're surely gonna end up wrong Oh the whole mess start again Well New York buildings are very hight And not all offensive Lock the door Gonna carry on at infinite leght, my dear The Pope in the silver castle Was that awful Hey, that's fine. That's it |
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from Velvet Underground - Loaded (1998)
Sweet Jane
Standin' on a corner Suitcase in my hand Jack's in his corset, Jane is in her vest and me I'm in a rock 'n' roll band. Huh. Riding a Stutz Bear Cat, Jim ya know, those were different times all the poets studied rules of verse and those ladies they rolled their eyes Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Now Jack, he is a banker and Jane, she's a clerk and both of them save their monies when they get home from work sittin downby the fire Ooo, the radio does play the classical music there, Jim The March of the Wooden Soldiers All you protest kids you can hear Jack say Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Some people they like to go out dancin and other people they have to work. Just watch me now and there's even some evil mothers Well there gonna tell you that everthing is just dirt you know that women never really faint and that villians always blink their eyes that children are the only ones who blush and that life is just to die But anyone who ever had a heart they wouldn't turn around and break it and anyone who ever played a part They wouldn't turn around and hate it Sweet Jane, Sweet Sweet Jane.. |
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from Velvet Underground - Loaded (1998)
Sweet Jane
Standin' on a corner Suitcase in my hand Jack's in his corset, Jane is in her vest and me I'm in a rock 'n' roll band. Huh. Riding a Stutz Bear Cat, Jim ya know, those were different times all the poets studied rules of verse and those ladies they rolled their eyes Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Now Jack, he is a banker and Jane, she's a clerk and both of them save their monies when they get home from work sittin downby the fire Ooo, the radio does play the classical music there, Jim The March of the Wooden Soldiers All you protest kids you can hear Jack say Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Some people they like to go out dancin and other people they have to work. Just watch me now and there's even some evil mothers Well there gonna tell you that everthing is just dirt you know that women never really faint and that villians always blink their eyes that children are the only ones who blush and that life is just to die But anyone who ever had a heart they wouldn't turn around and break it and anyone who ever played a part They wouldn't turn around and hate it Sweet Jane, Sweet Sweet Jane.. |
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from Velvet Underground - Live With Lou Reed, Vol.1 [live] (1999)
the Peel Slowly and See! boxset, as well as The Fully Loaded Special Edition Standing on the corner, suitcase in my hand, Jack is in his corset, and Jane is her vest, and, me, I'm in a rock'n'roll band. Huh! Ridin' in a Stutz-Bearcat, Jim Y'know, those were different times! Oh, all the poet, they studied rules of verse, And the ladies, they rolled their eyes. Sweet Jane! Whoa! Sweet Jane, oh-oh-a! Sweet Jane! I'll tell you something, Jack, he is a banker, And Jane, she is a clerk. Both of them save their monies, ha, And when, when they come home from work! Ooh! Sittin' down by the fire, oh! The radio does play, The classical music there, Jim. "The March of the Wooden Soldiers". All you protest kids. You can hear Jack say, get ready, ah, Sweet Jane! Come on baby now! Sweet Jane! Oh-oh-a! Sweet Jane! Some people, they like to go out dancing, And other peoples, they have to work. Just watch me now! And there's even some evil mothers, Well they're gonna tell you that everything is just dirt. Y'know that, women, never really faint, And that villains always blink their eyes, woo! And that, y'know, children are the only ones who blush! And that, life is, just to die! And, everyone who ever had a heart, oh, That wouldn't turn around and break it. And anyone who ever played a part, whoa, And wouldn't turn around and hate it! Sweet Jane! Whoa-oh-oh! Sweet Jane! Sweet Jane. Sweet Jane. Sweet Jane. Sweet Jane. Heavenly wine and roses, Seems to whisper to her when he smiles. ah, Heavenly wine and roses, Seems to whisper to her when he smiles. hey! la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la, oh Sweet Jane! Sweet Jane! Sweet Jane! Sweet Jane! Sweet Jane! |
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Standin' on a corner
Suitcase in my hand Jack's in his corset, Jane is in her vest and me I'm in a rock 'n' roll band. Huh. Riding a Stutz Bear Cat, Jim ya know, those were different times all the poets studied rules of verse and those ladies they rolled their eyes Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Now Jack, he is a banker and Jane, she's a clerk and both of them save their monies when they get home from work sittin downby the fire Ooo, the radio does play the classical music there, Jim The March of the Wooden Soldiers All you protest kids you can hear Jack say Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Some people they like to go out dancin and other people they have to work. Just watch me now and there's even some evil mothers Well there gonna tell you that everthing is just dirt you know that women never really faint and that villians always blink their eyes that children are the only ones who blush and that life is just to die But anyone who ever had a heart they wouldn't turn around and break it and anyone who ever played a part They wouldn't turn around and hate it Sweet Jane, Sweet Sweet Jane |
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from The Velvet Underground - Universal Masters Collection (2010)
Standin' on a corner
Suitcase in my hand Jack's in his corset, Jane is in her vest and me I'm in a rock 'n' roll band. Huh. Riding a Stutz Bear Cat, Jim ya know, those were different times all the poets studied rules of verse and those ladies they rolled their eyes Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Now Jack, he is a banker and Jane, she's a clerk and both of them save their monies when they get home from work sittin downby the fire Ooo, the radio does play the classical music there, Jim The March of the Wooden Soldiers All you protest kids you can hear Jack say Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Some people they like to go out dancin and other people they have to work. Just watch me now and there's even some evil mothers Well there gonna tell you that everthing is just dirt you know that women never really faint and that villians always blink their eyes that children are the only ones who blush and that life is just to die But anyone who ever had a heart they wouldn't turn around and break it and anyone who ever played a part They wouldn't turn around and hate it Sweet Jane, Sweet Sweet Jane |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
Sunday morning, praise the dawning
It's just a restless feeling by my side Early dawning, Sunday morning It's just the wasted years so close behind Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning and I'm falling I've got a feeling I don't want to know Early dawning, Sunday morning It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning Sunday morning Sunday morning |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
Sunday morning, praise the dawning
It's just a restless feeling by my side Early dawning, Sunday morning It's just the wasted years so close behind Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning and I'm falling I've got a feeling I don't want to know Early dawning, Sunday morning It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning Sunday morning Sunday morning |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
Sunday morning, praise the dawning
It's just a restless feeling by my side Early dawning, Sunday morning It's just the wasted years so close behind Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning and I'm falling I've got a feeling I don't want to know Early dawning, Sunday morning It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning Sunday morning Sunday morning |
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from The Velvet Underground - Rock Legends (2007)
Sunday morning, praise the dawning
It's just a restless feeling by my side Early dawning, Sunday morning It's just the wasted years so close behind Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning and I'm falling I've got a feeling I don't want to know Early dawning, Sunday morning It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning Sunday morning Sunday morning |
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from The Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground Hit Pac - 5 Series [ep] (2009)
Sunday morning, praise the dawning
It's just a restless feeling by my side Early dawning, Sunday morning It's just the wasted years so close behind Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning and I'm falling I've got a feeling I don't want to know Early dawning, Sunday morning It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning Sunday morning Sunday morning |
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from The Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico [Original Album (Rarities Edition)] (2012)
Sunday morning, brings the dawn in
It's just a restless feeling by my side Early dawning, Sunday morning It's just the wasted years so close behind Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning and I'm falling I've got a feeling I don't want to know Early dawning, Sunday morning It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all [Solo] Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning Sunday morning Sunday morning |
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from The Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico [Original Album (Rarities Edition)] (2012)
Sunday morning, brings the dawn in
It's just a restless feeling by my side Early dawning, Sunday morning It's just the wasted years so close behind Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning and I'm falling I've got a feeling I don't want to know Early dawning, Sunday morning It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all [Solo] Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning Sunday morning Sunday morning |
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from Velvet Underground - V.U. (1999)
Stephanie says that she wants to know
Why she's given half her life, to people she hates now Stephanie says when answering the phone What country shall I say is calling from across the world But she's not afraid to die, the people all call her Alaska Between worlds so the people ask her 'cause it's all in her mind It's all in her mind Stephanie says that she wants to know Why it is though she's the door She can't be the room Stephanie says but doesn't hang up the phone What sea shell she is calling from across the world But she's not afraid to die, the people all call her Alaska Between worlds so the people ask her 'cause it's all in her mind It's all in her mind They're asking is it good or bad It's such an icy feeling it's so cold in Alaska, it's so cold in Alaska, it's so cold in Alaska |
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from The Royal Tenenbaums [Expanded] (로얄 테넌바움) by Mark Mothersbaugh [best, ost] (2001)
Stephanie says that she wants to know
Why she's given half her life, to people she hates now Stephanie says when answering the phone What country shall I say is calling from across the world But she's not afraid to die, the people all call her Alaska Between worlds so the people ask her 'cause it's all in her mind It's all in her mind Stephanie says that she wants to know Why it is though she's the door She can't be the room Stephanie says but doesn't hang up the phone What sea shell she is calling from across the world But she's not afraid to die, the people all cal her Alaska Between worlds so the people ask her 'cause it's all in her mind It's all in her mind She asks you is it good or bad It's such an icy feeling it's so cold in Alaska, it's so cold in Alaska, it's so cold in Alaska |
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from Velvet Underground - Live With Lou Reed Vol.2 [live] (1988)
Some kinds of love
Marguerita told Tom Between thought and expression lies a lifetime Situations arise because of the weather and no kinds of love are better than others Some kinds of love Margueirta told Tom like a dirty French novel the absured courts the vulgar and some kinds of love the possibilites are endless and for me to miss one would seem to be groundless I head what you said Margueritat told Tom And of course you're a bore But at that you're not charmless for a bore is a straight line that finds a wealth in division and some kinds of love are mistaken for vision Put jelly on your shoulder Let us do what you fear most That from which you recoil but which still makes your eyes moist Put jelly on your shoulder lie down upon the carpet between thought and expression let us now kiss the culprit I don't know just what it's all about Put on your red pajamas and find out. |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground (1996)
Some kinds of love
Marguerita told Tom Between thought and expression lies a lifetime Situations arise because of the weather and no kinds of love are better than others Some kinds of love Margueirta told Tom like a dirty French novel the absured courts the vulgar and some kinds of love the possibilites are endless and for me to miss one would seem to be groundless I head what you said Margueritat told Tom And of course you're a bore But at that you're not charmless for a bore is a straight line that finds a wealth in division and some kinds of love are mistaken for vision Put jelly on your shoulder Let us do what you fear most That from which you recoil but which still makes your eyes moist Put jelly on your shoulder lie down upon the carpet between thought and expression let us now kiss the culprit I don't know just what it's all about Put on your red pajamas and find out. |
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from Velvet Underground - Chronicles (2005)
Some kinds of love
Marguerita told Tom Between thought and expression lies a lifetime Situations arise because of the weather and no kinds of love are better than others Some kinds of love Margueirta told Tom like a dirty French novel the absured courts the vulgar and some kinds of love the possibilites are endless and for me to miss one would seem to be groundless I head what you said Margueritat told Tom And of course you're a bore But at that you're not charmless for a bore is a straight line that finds a wealth in division and some kinds of love are mistaken for vision Put jelly on your shoulder Let us do what you fear most That from which you recoil but which still makes your eyes moist Put jelly on your shoulder lie down upon the carpet between thought and expression let us now kiss the culprit I don't know just what it's all about Put on your red pajamas and find out. |
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from The Velvet Underground - Rock Legends (2007)
Some kinds of love
Marguerita told Tom Between thought and expression lies a lifetime Situations arise because of the weather and no kinds of love are better than others Some kinds of love Margueirta told Tom like a dirty French novel the absured courts the vulgar and some kinds of love the possibilites are endless and for me to miss one would seem to be groundless I head what you said Margueritat told Tom And of course you're a bore But at that you're not charmless for a bore is a straight line that finds a wealth in division and some kinds of love are mistaken for vision Put jelly on your shoulder Let us do what you fear most That from which you recoil but which still makes your eyes moist Put jelly on your shoulder lie down upon the carpet between thought and expression let us now kiss the culprit I don't know just what it's all about Put on your red pajamas and find out. |
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from Velvet Underground - Chronicles (2005)
-White Light/White Heat Doug and Sally inside They're cooking for the down pipe Who're staring at Miss Rayon Who's busy licking up the pigpen I'm searching for my mainline Doug and Sally inside They cookin' for the Down Pipe Who's staring at Miss Rayon Who's busy licking off her Pig Pen I'm searching for my mainline I said I couldn't hit it sideways I said I couldn't hit it sideways Aw just like Sister Ray said Whip it on. Rosie and Miss Rayon They're busy waiting for her booster Who just got back from Carolina She said she didn't like the weather They're busy waiting for her sailor Who's big and dressed in pink and leather He's just here from Alabama He wants to know a way to earn a dollar I'm searching for my mainer I said I couldn't hit it sideways I couldn't hit it sideways Aw just like Sister Ray said Lay it on him. Cecil's got his new piece He cocks it shoots it between three and four He aims it at the sailor Shoots him down dead on the floor Oh you shouldn't do that Don't you know you'll stain the carpet Now don't you know you'll stain the carpet And by the way have you got a dollar On no man I haven't got the time-time To busy sucking on a ding-dong She's busy sucking on my ding-dong Oh she does just like Sister Ray said I'm searching for my mainline I said c-c-c-couldn't hit it sideways I said c-c-c-c-c-c-couldn't hit it sideways Ah do it do it just su-su-su-suck That's ju-ju-just excellente Oh! Now who is that knocking Who's knocking at my chamber door Now could it be the police They come and take me for a ride-ride Oh but I haven't got the time-time Hey hey hey she's busy sucking on my ding-dong She's busy sucking on my ding-dong Aw now do it just like Sister Ray said I'm searching for my mainline I couldn't hit it sideways I couldn't hit it sideways Oh now just like Oh just like Ah just like Ah just like Oh just like Oh just like. Doug and Sally inside Now move it along Cookin' for the Down Pipe Who's staring at Miss Rayon Do it do it do it do it do it do it Who's licking off Pig Pen I'm s-s-s-searching for my mainline I couldn't hit is sideways I couldn't hit it sideways Just like Oh just like Do it do it do it Just like Just like Just like. Now Rosie and Miss Rayon They busy waiting for her booster She's just back from Carolina She said she's bound to beat a sailor I said she haven't got the time-time You're busy sucking on my ding-dong You busy sucking on my ding-dong Now just like Sister Ray said I'm searching for my mainline I said I couldn't hit it sideways Whip it on me Jim Whip it on me Jim Whip it on me Jim Whip it on me Jim Said I couldn't hit it sideways Oh do it now just like Just like Sister Ray said. I said now Cecil's got his new piece He cocks it shoots it bang between three and four He aims it at the sailor He shoots him down dead on the floor Oh you shouldn't do that Don't you know you'll hit the carpet Don't you know you'll mess the carpet. Oh she hasn't got the time-time Busy sucking on his ding-dong She's busy sucking on his ding-dong Now just like Sister Ray said I'm searching for my mainline Couldn't hit it sideways Couldn't hit it sideways And just like And just like And just like S-Sister Ray said Now do it to him. Doug and Sally inside They're busy cooking for the Down Pipe Who's staring at Miss Rayon Busy licking off her Pig Pen I'm busy searching for my mainline I said I couldn't hit it sideways I said I couldn't hit it sideways Now just like Now just like I said ah-uh Just like Amph-ph-ph-ph-phetimine. |
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from Velvet Underground - White Light / White Heat (2006)
-White Light/White Heat Doug and Sally inside They're cooking for the down pipe Who're staring at Miss Rayon Who's busy licking up the pigpen I'm searching for my mainline Doug and Sally inside They cookin' for the Down Pipe Who's staring at Miss Rayon Who's busy licking off her Pig Pen I'm searching for my mainline I said I couldn't hit it sideways I said I couldn't hit it sideways Aw just like Sister Ray said Whip it on. Rosie and Miss Rayon They're busy waiting for her booster Who just got back from Carolina She said she didn't like the weather They're busy waiting for her sailor Who's big and dressed in pink and leather He's just here from Alabama He wants to know a way to earn a dollar I'm searching for my mainer I said I couldn't hit it sideways I couldn't hit it sideways Aw just like Sister Ray said Lay it on him. Cecil's got his new piece He cocks it shoots it between three and four He aims it at the sailor Shoots him down dead on the floor Oh you shouldn't do that Don't you know you'll stain the carpet Now don't you know you'll stain the carpet And by the way have you got a dollar On no man I haven't got the time-time To busy sucking on a ding-dong She's busy sucking on my ding-dong Oh she does just like Sister Ray said I'm searching for my mainline I said c-c-c-couldn't hit it sideways I said c-c-c-c-c-c-couldn't hit it sideways Ah do it do it just su-su-su-suck That's ju-ju-just excellente Oh! Now who is that knocking Who's knocking at my chamber door Now could it be the police They come and take me for a ride-ride Oh but I haven't got the time-time Hey hey hey she's busy sucking on my ding-dong She's busy sucking on my ding-dong Aw now do it just like Sister Ray said I'm searching for my mainline I couldn't hit it sideways I couldn't hit it sideways Oh now just like Oh just like Ah just like Ah just like Oh just like Oh just like. Doug and Sally inside Now move it along Cookin' for the Down Pipe Who's staring at Miss Rayon Do it do it do it do it do it do it Who's licking off Pig Pen I'm s-s-s-searching for my mainline I couldn't hit is sideways I couldn't hit it sideways Just like Oh just like Do it do it do it Just like Just like Just like. Now Rosie and Miss Rayon They busy waiting for her booster She's just back from Carolina She said she's bound to beat a sailor I said she haven't got the time-time You're busy sucking on my ding-dong You busy sucking on my ding-dong Now just like Sister Ray said I'm searching for my mainline I said I couldn't hit it sideways Whip it on me Jim Whip it on me Jim Whip it on me Jim Whip it on me Jim Said I couldn't hit it sideways Oh do it now just like Just like Sister Ray said. I said now Cecil's got his new piece He cocks it shoots it bang between three and four He aims it at the sailor He shoots him down dead on the floor Oh you shouldn't do that Don't you know you'll hit the carpet Don't you know you'll mess the carpet. Oh she hasn't got the time-time Busy sucking on his ding-dong She's busy sucking on his ding-dong Now just like Sister Ray said I'm searching for my mainline Couldn't hit it sideways Couldn't hit it sideways And just like And just like And just like S-Sister Ray said Now do it to him. Doug and Sally inside They're busy cooking for the Down Pipe Who's staring at Miss Rayon Busy licking off her Pig Pen I'm busy searching for my mainline I said I couldn't hit it sideways I said I couldn't hit it sideways Now just like Now just like I said ah-uh Just like Amph-ph-ph-ph-phetimine. |
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from The Velvet Underground - Universal Masters Collection (2010)
-White Light/White Heat Doug and Sally inside They're cooking for the down pipe Who're staring at Miss Rayon Who's busy licking up the pigpen I'm searching for my mainline Doug and Sally inside They cookin' for the Down Pipe Who's staring at Miss Rayon Who's busy licking off her Pig Pen I'm searching for my mainline I said I couldn't hit it sideways I said I couldn't hit it sideways Aw just like Sister Ray said Whip it on. Rosie and Miss Rayon They're busy waiting for her booster Who just got back from Carolina She said she didn't like the weather They're busy waiting for her sailor Who's big and dressed in pink and leather He's just here from Alabama He wants to know a way to earn a dollar I'm searching for my mainer I said I couldn't hit it sideways I couldn't hit it sideways Aw just like Sister Ray said Lay it on him. Cecil's got his new piece He cocks it shoots it between three and four He aims it at the sailor Shoots him down dead on the floor Oh you shouldn't do that Don't you know you'll stain the carpet Now don't you know you'll stain the carpet And by the way have you got a dollar On no man I haven't got the time-time To busy sucking on a ding-dong She's busy sucking on my ding-dong Oh she does just like Sister Ray said I'm searching for my mainline I said c-c-c-couldn't hit it sideways I said c-c-c-c-c-c-couldn't hit it sideways Ah do it do it just su-su-su-suck That's ju-ju-just excellente Oh! Now who is that knocking Who's knocking at my chamber door Now could it be the police They come and take me for a ride-ride Oh but I haven't got the time-time Hey hey hey she's busy sucking on my ding-dong She's busy sucking on my ding-dong Aw now do it just like Sister Ray said I'm searching for my mainline I couldn't hit it sideways I couldn't hit it sideways Oh now just like Oh just like Ah just like Ah just like Oh just like Oh just like. Doug and Sally inside Now move it along Cookin' for the Down Pipe Who's staring at Miss Rayon Do it do it do it do it do it do it Who's licking off Pig Pen I'm s-s-s-searching for my mainline I couldn't hit is sideways I couldn't hit it sideways Just like Oh just like Do it do it do it Just like Just like Just like. Now Rosie and Miss Rayon They busy waiting for her booster She's just back from Carolina She said she's bound to beat a sailor I said she haven't got the time-time You're busy sucking on my ding-dong You busy sucking on my ding-dong Now just like Sister Ray said I'm searching for my mainline I said I couldn't hit it sideways Whip it on me Jim Whip it on me Jim Whip it on me Jim Whip it on me Jim Said I couldn't hit it sideways Oh do it now just like Just like Sister Ray said. I said now Cecil's got his new piece He cocks it shoots it bang between three and four He aims it at the sailor He shoots him down dead on the floor Oh you shouldn't do that Don't you know you'll hit the carpet Don't you know you'll mess the carpet. Oh she hasn't got the time-time Busy sucking on his ding-dong She's busy sucking on his ding-dong Now just like Sister Ray said I'm searching for my mainline Couldn't hit it sideways Couldn't hit it sideways And just like And just like And just like S-Sister Ray said Now do it to him. Doug and Sally inside They're busy cooking for the Down Pipe Who's staring at Miss Rayon Busy licking off her Pig Pen I'm busy searching for my mainline I said I couldn't hit it sideways I said I couldn't hit it sideways Now just like Now just like I said ah-uh Just like Amph-ph-ph-ph-phetimine. |
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from Velvet Underground - V.U. (1999)
She's my best friend, certainly not the average girl
She's my best friend, understands me when I'm falling down Oh, it hurts to be that way Oh, it hurts to know that you're that kinda fellow Here's to Newspaper Joe, dropped his teeth on the floor Caught his hand in the door Guess that's the way the news goes If you want to see me Sorry, but I 'm not around If you want to be me Turn around, I'm by the window where the light is She' my best friend, better than a dog or cat She's my best friend, understands me when I'm falling down Oh, it hurts to be that way Oh, it hurts to know that you're that kinda fellow Here's to Mullberry Jane, She made jam when she came Somebody cut off her feet, now jelly rolls in the street If you want to see me Sorry, but I 'm not around If you want to feel me Turn around, I'm by the window where the light is She's my best friend, certainly not the average girl She's my best friend, understands me when I'm falling Falling down, Falling down, ... |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
Run Run Run
Teenage Mary said to Uncle Dave I sold my soul, must be saved Gonna take a walk down to Union Square You never know who you're gonna find there You gotta run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do Marguerita Passion had to get her fix She wasn't well, she was getting sick Went to sell her soul, she wasn't high Didn't know, thinks she could buy it And she would run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do Seasick Sarah had a golden nose Hobnail boots wrapped around her toes When she turned blue, all the angels screamed They didn't know, they couldn't make the scene She had to run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do .. Beardless Harry, what a waste Couldn't even get a small-town taste Rode the trolleys down to forty-seven Figured he was good to get himself to heaven 'Cause he had to run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
Teenage Mary said to Uncle Dave
I sold my soul, must be saved Gonna take a walk down to Union Square You never know who you're gonna find there You gotta run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do Marguerita Passion had to get her fix She wasn't well, she was getting sick Went to sell her soul, she wasn't high Didn't know, thinks she could buy it And she would run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do Seasick Sarah had a golden nose Hobnail boots wrapped around her toes When she turned blue, all the angels screamed They didn't know, they couldn't make the scene She had to run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do Beardless Harry, what a waste Couldn't even get a small-town taste Rode the trolleys down to forty-seven Figured he was good to get himself to heaven 'Cause he had to run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do |
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from The Velvet Underground - Rock Legends (2007)
Run Run Run
Teenage Mary said to Uncle Dave I sold my soul, must be saved Gonna take a walk down to Union Square You never know who you're gonna find there You gotta run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do Marguerita Passion had to get her fix She wasn't well, she was getting sick Went to sell her soul, she wasn't high Didn't know, thinks she could buy it And she would run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do Seasick Sarah had a golden nose Hobnail boots wrapped around her toes When she turned blue, all the angels screamed They didn't know, they couldn't make the scene She had to run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do .. Beardless Harry, what a waste Couldn't even get a small-town taste Rode the trolleys down to forty-seven Figured he was good to get himself to heaven 'Cause he had to run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do |
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from The Velvet Underground - Universal Masters Collection (2010)
Run Run Run
Teenage Mary said to Uncle Dave I sold my soul, must be saved Gonna take a walk down to Union Square You never know who you're gonna find there You gotta run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do Marguerita Passion had to get her fix She wasn't well, she was getting sick Went to sell her soul, she wasn't high Didn't know, thinks she could buy it And she would run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do Seasick Sarah had a golden nose Hobnail boots wrapped around her toes When she turned blue, all the angels screamed They didn't know, they couldn't make the scene She had to run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do .. Beardless Harry, what a waste Couldn't even get a small-town taste Rode the trolleys down to forty-seven Figured he was good to get himself to heaven 'Cause he had to run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do |
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from The Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico [Original Album (Rarities Edition)] (2012)
Teenage Mary said to Uncle Dave
"I sold my soul, must be saved Gonna take a walk down to Union Square You never know who you're gonna find there" You gotta run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do Marguerita Passion had to get her fix She wasn't well, she was getting sick Went to sell her soul, she wasn't high Didn't know, thinks she could buy it And she would run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do Seasick Sarah had a golden nose Hobnail boots wrapped around her toes When she turned blue, all the angels screamed They didn't know they couldn't make the scene She had to run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do Beardless Harry, what a waste Couldn't even get a small-town taste Rode the trolleys down to forty-seven Figured he was good to get himself to heaven Cause he had to run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do |
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from Velvet Underground - Another VIew (1986)
Rock and Roll
Jenny said when she was just five years old You know there's nothing happening at all Every time she puts on the radio There was nothing goin' down at all Then one fine mornin' she puts on a New York station She couldn't believe what she heard at all She started dancin' to that fine fine music You know her life was saved by Rock 'n' Roll Despite all the amputations You could just dance to a rock 'n' roll station Jenny said when she was just five years old My parents are gonna be the death of us all Two TV sets and two Cadillac cars-- Ain't gonna help us at all Then one fine mornin' she puts on a New York station She don't believe what she heard at all She started dancin' to that fine fine music You know her life was saved by Rock 'n' Roll Despite all the computations You could just dance to a rock 'n ' roll station And it was alright. |
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from Velvet Underground - Loaded (1998)
Rock and Roll
Jenny said when she was just five years old You know there's nothing happening at all Every time she puts on the radio There was nothing goin' down at all Then one fine mornin' she puts on a New York station She couldn't believe what she heard at all She started dancin' to that fine fine music You know her life was saved by Rock 'n' Roll Despite all the amputations You could just dance to a rock 'n' roll station Jenny said when she was just five years old My parents are gonna be the death of us all Two TV sets and two Cadillac cars-- Ain't gonna help us at all Then one fine mornin' she puts on a New York station She don't believe what she heard at all She started dancin' to that fine fine music You know her life was saved by Rock 'n' Roll Despite all the computations You could just dance to a rock 'n ' roll station And it was alright. |
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from Velvet Underground - Live With Lou Reed, Vol.1 [live] (1999)
Jenny said when she was just five years old You know there's nothing happening at all Every time she puts on the radio There was nothing goin' down at all Then one fine mornin' she puts on a New York station She couldn't believe what she heard at all She started dancin' to that fine fine music You know her life was saved by Rock 'n' Roll Despite all the amputations You could just dance to a rock 'n' roll station Jenny said when she was just five years old My parents are gonna be the death of us all Two TV sets and two Cadillac cars Ain't gonna help us at all Then one fine mornin' she puts on a New York station She don't believe what she heard at all She started dancin' to that fine fine music You know her life was saved by Rock 'n' Roll Despite all the computations You could just dance to a rock 'n ' roll station And it was alright. |
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from The Velvet Underground - Rock & Roll/ An Introduction To... (2002)
Rock and Roll
Jenny said when she was just five years old You know there's nothing happening at all Every time she puts on the radio There was nothing goin' down at all Then one fine mornin' she puts on a New York station She couldn't believe what she heard at all She started dancin' to that fine fine music You know her life was saved by Rock 'n' Roll Despite all the amputations You could just dance to a rock 'n' roll station Jenny said when she was just five years old My parents are gonna be the death of us all Two TV sets and two Cadillac cars-- Ain't gonna help us at all Then one fine mornin' she puts on a New York station She don't believe what she heard at all She started dancin' to that fine fine music You know her life was saved by Rock 'n' Roll Despite all the computations You could just dance to a rock 'n ' roll station And it was alright. |
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