Текст песни Lou Reed - Bottoming Out
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Im cruising fast on a motorcycleDown this winding country roadAnd I pass the gravel on the foot of the hillWhere last week I fell offTheres still some oil by the old elm treeAnd a dead squirrel that I hitBut if I hadnt left, I would have struck you deadSo I took a ride insteadBottoming outBottoming outBottoming outBottoming outMy doctor says, she hopes I knowHow lucky I can beAfter all it wasnt my bloodMixed in the dirt that nightBut this violent rage, turned inwardCan not be helped by drinkAnd we must really examine this and I sayI need another drinkBottoming outBottoming outBottoming outBottoming outIm tearing down route 80 eastThe suns on my right sideIm drunk, but my visions goodAnd I think of my child brideAnd on the left in shadowsI see something that makes me laughI aim that bike at the fat potholeBeyond that underpassBottoming outBottoming outBottoming outBottoming outBottoming outBottoming outBottoming outBottoming out