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Lou Reed
Lou Reed


Background information
Birth name Lewis Allan Reed
Born March 2, 1942
Born place Brooklyn, New York United States
Genre(s) Rock
Glam Rock
Art Rock
Experimental Rock
Noise
Years active 1965—present
Label(s) RCA Records
Sire Records
Matador Records
MGM Distribution
Associated acts Gorillaz
The Velvet Underground
John Cale
Nico
David Bowie
Mick Ronson
Website Website



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Lou Reed Album


Transformer (1972)
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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...


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If I could be anything in the world that flew
I would be a bat and come swooping after you
And if the last time you were here, things were a bit askew
Well, you know what happens after dark
When rattlesnakes loose their skins and their hearts
And all the missionaries loose their bark
All the trees are calling after you
And all the venom snipers after you
Are all the mountains boulder after you

If I could be anything of the things in this world that bite
Instead of being a tethered ocelot on a leash
I'd rather be your kite
And be tied to the end of your string
And flying in the air, babe, at night
Because you know what they say about honey bears
When you shave off all their baby hair
You've got a hairy minded big bare bear
And all the bells are rolling out for you
And stones are all erupting out for you
And all the cheap bloodsuckers are flying after you
Lyrics
Yesterday, Daisy Mae end Biff were grooving down the street
And just like in a movie, her hands became her feet
Her belly button was her mouth
Which meant she tasted what she'd speak
But the funny thing is what happened to her nose
It grew until it reached all of her toes
Now, when people say her feet smell, they mean her nose
And curtains laced with diamonds, dear, for you
And kingdom's Christian sailors (soldiers), dear, for you
And melting ice cap mountains, dear, for you
And knights in flaming silver robes for you
And bats, that with a kiss turn prince for you
Swoop, swoop, oh, baby, rock, rock ...


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Just a perfect day
drink Sangria in the park
And then later
when it gets dark, we go home

Just a perfect day
feed animals in the zoo
Then later
a movie, too, and then home

Oh, it's such a perfect day
I'm glad I spend it with you
Oh, such a perfect day
You just keep me hanging on
You just keep me hanging on

Just a perfect day
problems all left alone
Weekenders on our own
it's such fun

LyricsJust a perfect day
you made me forget myself
I thought I was
someone else, someone good

Oh, it's such a perfect day
I'm glad I spent it with you
Oh, such a perfect day
You just keep me hanging on
You just keep me hanging on

You're going to reap just what you sow [x4]


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Harry was a rich young man who would become a priest
He dug up his dear father who was recently deceased
He did it with tarot cards and a mystically attuned mind
And shortly there and after he did find

Jeanny was a spoiled young brat, she thought she knew it all
She smoked mentholated cigarettes and she had sex in the hall
But she was not my kind or even of my sigh
The kind of animal that I would be about

Oh oh oh, you keep hangin' 'round me
And I'm not so glad you found me
You're still doing things that I gave up years ago
Oh oh oh, you keep hangin' 'round me
And I'm not so glad you found me
You're still doing things that I gave up years ago
Hangin' 'round, hangin' 'round

Cathy was a bit surreal, she painted all her toes
And on her face she wore dentures clamped tightly to her nose
And when she finally spoke her twang her glasses broke
LyricsAnd no one else could smoke while she was in the room

Hark the herald angels sang and reached out for a phone
And plucking it with ivory hand dialed long distance home
But it was all too much sprinkling angel dust to A.T. and T.
Who didn't wish you well

Oh oh oh, you keep hangin' 'round me
And I'm not so glad you found me
You're still doing things that I gave up years ago
Oh oh oh, you keep hangin' 'round me
And I'm not so glad you found me
You're still doing things that I gave up years ago
Hangin' 'round, hangin' 'round


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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 ...


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Your face when sleeping is sublime
And then you open up your eyes

Then comes pancake factor number one
Eyeliner, rose hips and lip gloss, such fun
You're a slick little girl, you're a slick little girl
Rouge and coloring, incense and ice
Perfume and kisses, oh it's all so nice
You're a slick little girl, you're a slick little girl

Now we're coming out, out of our closets
Out on the streets, yeah, we're coming out


When you're in bed it's so wonderful
It'd be so nice to fall in love
When you get dressed I really get my fill
People say that it's impossible

Gowns lovely made out of lace
And all the things that you do to your face
You're a slick little girl, you're a slick little girl
Eyeliner, whitener then color the eyes
Yellow and green, oh what a surprise
You're a slick little girl, oh, you're such a slick little girl

Now we're coming out, out of our closets
Out on the streets, yes, we're coming out
Yeah, we're coming out ...


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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 ...


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Won't you be my wagon wheel
Won't you tell me, baby, how do you feel ?

Yeah you got to live yeah your life as though you're number one
Yeah you got to live yeah your life
And make a point of having some fun

But if you think that you get kicks
From flirting with danger, danger ooh
Just kick her in head and rearrange her

Oh heavenly father, what can I do ?
What she's done to me is making me crazy
Oh heavenly father, I know I have sinned but look where I've been
It's making me lazy

Won't you be my wagon wheel
Won't you tell me, baby, how do you feel ?

You got to live yeah your life as though you're number one
Yeah you got to live yeah your life
And make a point of having some fun

But if you think that you get kicks
From flirting with danger, danger ooh
Just kick her in head and rearrange her

And then why don't you wake me, shake me
Please don't you let me sleep too long ...


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I was sleeping, gently napping when I heard the phone
Who is on the other end talking, am I even home ?

Did you see what she did to him, did you hear what they said ?
Just a New York conversation rattling in my head

Ooh my, and what shall we wear, ooh my, and who really cares ?

Just a New York conversation, gossip all of the time
"Did you hear who did what to whom ?", happens all the time

Who has touched and who has dabbled hear in the city of shows
Openings, closings, badrap party - everybody knows

Ooh, how sad and why do we call, ooh I'm glad to hear from you all

I am calling, yes I am calling just to speak to you
For I know this night will kill me, if I can't be with you

If I can't be with you


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Yes I'm Mother Nature's son
And I'm the only one
I do what I want and I want what I see
Could only happen to me

I'm so free, I'm so free

Oh please, Saint Germaine
I have come this way
Do you remember the shape I was in
I had horns and fins

I'm so free, I'm so free

Do you remember the silver walks
You used to shiver and I used to talk
Then we went down to Times Square
And ever since I've been hanging around there

I'm so free, I'm so free

LyricsYes I'm Mother Nature's son
And I'm the only one
I do what I want and I want what I see
Could only happen to me

I'm so free, I'm so free

Oh - oh - oh, I'm so free, I'm so free
When I feel good, I'm so free ...
Early in the morning, I'm so free
Late in the evening, I'm so free, I'm so free ...


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Goodnight ladies, ladies goodnight
It's time to say goodbye
Let me tell you, now, goodnight ladies, ladies goodnight
It's time to say goodbye

Ah, all night long you've been drinking your tequilla rye
But now you've sucked your lemon peel dry
So why not get high, high, high and
Goodnight ladies, ladies goodnight

Goodnight ladies, ladies goodnight
It's time to say goodbye
Goodnight sweet ladies, all ladies goodnight
It's time to say goodbye, bye-bye

Ah, we've been together for the longest time
But now it's time to get high
Come on, let's get high, high, high
And goodnight ladies, ladies goodnight

Oh, I'm still missing my other half
LyricsOh, it must be something I did in the past
Don't it just make you wanna laugh
It's a lonely Saturday night
Oh, nobody calls me on the telephone
I put another record on my stereo
But I'm still singing a song of you
It's a lonely Saturday night

Now, if I was an actor or a dancer that was glamorous
Then, you know, an amourus life would soon be mine
But now the tinsel light of star break
Is all that's left to applaud my heart break
And eleven o'clock I watch the network news

Oh, oh, oh, something tells me that you're really gone
You said we could be friends, but that's not what's not what I want
And, anyway, my TV-dinner's almost done
It's a lonely Saturday night
I mean to tell you, it's a lonely Saturday night
One more word, it's a lonely Saturday night


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