Lirik Lagu Dirty Boulevard - Lou Reed
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Pedro lives out of the Wilshire HotelHe looks out a window without glassThe walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feetHis father beats him 'cause he's too tired to beg
He's got 9 brothers and sisters, they're brought up on their knees
it's hard to run when a coat hanger beats you on the thingsPedro dreams of being older and killing the old manbut that's a slim chance he's going to the boulevard
He's going to end up, on the dirty boulevard
He's going out, to the dirty boulevardHe's going down, to the dirty boulevard
This room cost 2,000 dollars a month, you can believe it man it's true
Somewhere a landlord's laughing till he wets his pantsNo one here dreams of being a doctor or a lawyer or anythingthey dream of dealing on the dirty boulevard
Give me your hungry, your tired your poor I'll piss on 'em
That's what the Statue of Bigotry saysYour poor huddled masses, let's club 'em to deathand get it over with and just dump 'em on the boulevard
Going to end up, on the dirty boulevard
Going out, to the dirty boulevardHe's going down, on the dirty boulevardGoing out
Outside it's a bright night, there's an opera at Lincoln Center
Movie stars arrive by limousineThe klieg lights shoot up over the skyline of ManhattanBut the lights are out on the mean streets
A small kid stands by the Lincoln Tunnel
He's selling plastic roses for a buckThe traffic's backed up to 39th streetThe TV Whores are calling the Cops out for a Suck
And back at the Wilshire, Pedro sits there dreaming
He's found a book on Magic in a garbage canHe looks at the pictures and stares at the cracked ceiling"At the count of 3" he says, "I hope I can disappear"
And fly fly away, from this dirty boulevard
I want to fly, from dirty boulevardI want to fly, fro
He's got 9 brothers and sisters, they're brought up on their knees
it's hard to run when a coat hanger beats you on the thingsPedro dreams of being older and killing the old manbut that's a slim chance he's going to the boulevard
He's going to end up, on the dirty boulevard
He's going out, to the dirty boulevardHe's going down, to the dirty boulevard
This room cost 2,000 dollars a month, you can believe it man it's true
Somewhere a landlord's laughing till he wets his pantsNo one here dreams of being a doctor or a lawyer or anythingthey dream of dealing on the dirty boulevard
Give me your hungry, your tired your poor I'll piss on 'em
That's what the Statue of Bigotry saysYour poor huddled masses, let's club 'em to deathand get it over with and just dump 'em on the boulevard
Going to end up, on the dirty boulevard
Going out, to the dirty boulevardHe's going down, on the dirty boulevardGoing out
Outside it's a bright night, there's an opera at Lincoln Center
Movie stars arrive by limousineThe klieg lights shoot up over the skyline of ManhattanBut the lights are out on the mean streets
A small kid stands by the Lincoln Tunnel
He's selling plastic roses for a buckThe traffic's backed up to 39th streetThe TV Whores are calling the Cops out for a Suck
And back at the Wilshire, Pedro sits there dreaming
He's found a book on Magic in a garbage canHe looks at the pictures and stares at the cracked ceiling"At the count of 3" he says, "I hope I can disappear"
And fly fly away, from this dirty boulevard
I want to fly, from dirty boulevardI want to fly, fro
