Take me for what I am a star newly emerging. Long simmering explodes inside the self is reeling. In the pocket of the heart, in the rushing of the blood.
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.
Sally dances on the floor. She says she can't do it anymore. She walks down St. Marks Place. And eats natural food at my place. Sally can't dance no more, she can't get off of the floor.
Staring at my picture book. She looks like Mary, Queen of Scots. She seemed very regal to me. Just goes to show how wrong you can be. I'm gonna stop wastin' my time.
Caught between the twisted stars the plotted lines the faulty map. that brought Columbus to New York. Betwixt between the East and west he calls on her wearing a leather vest.
She's out of her mind, like the wind in the storm. Like the ocean in the dawn as it disappears, with the riptide. She's out of her mind, she's pulled away by the moon.
Sometimes I feel so happy,. Sometimes I feel so sad.. Sometimes I feel so happy,. But mostly you just make me mad.. Baby, you just make me mad.. Linger on, your pale blue eyes..
I know you're disappointed. in the way I handled things. You're thinking I misread the times. and acted cowardly. And since what I do affects us both.
I don't like guilt be it stoned or stupid. Drunk and disorderly I ain't no cupid. Two years ago today I was arrested on Christmas Eve. I don't want pain, I want to walk not be carried.
The first bite of the apple made Eve smart. The second bite taught her how to break men's hearts. The third bite taught her how to strut her stuff. But she never got to the fourth bite, that says :.
The image of the poet's in the breeze. Canadian geese are flying above the trees. A mist is hanging gently on the lake. My house is very beautiful at night.
Read in the paper about a man killed with a sword. And that made my think of my friend George. People said the man was five foot six. Sounds like George with his killing stick.
Men of good fortune. Often cause empires to fall. While men of poor beginnings. Often can't do anything at all. . The rich son waits for his father to die.
I've declared a truce. So stop your fighting. The marshal is in town. I won't put up with no big mouth yapping. At least not while I'm around. This is my friend Ace.
Lisa says that it's allright. When she needs to be alone at night. Lisa says that she has a fun. And she'll do it with just about anyone.. Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says.
Legendary hearts. Tearing up apart. With stories of their love. Their great transcendant loves. While we stand here and fight. And lose another night of legendary love.
LOU REED - LAST GREAT AMERICAN WHALE. They say he didn't have an enemy. His was a greatness to behold. He was the last surviving progeny. The last one on this side of the world.
When she walked on down the street. She was like a child staring at her feet. But when she passed the bar. And she heard the music play. She had to go in and sing.
Hey man, what's your style. How you get your kicks for living. Hey man, what's your style. How you get your adrenalin flowing now. How you get your adrenalin flowing.
Before being a man. Livin' in a garbage pail. My landlady call me up. She tried to hit me with a mop. I can't stand it anymore more. I can't stand it anymore more.