Текст песни Lou Reed - Dirty Blvd.
Lou Reed - Dirty Blvd. слова песни
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 hes too tired to begHes got 9 brothers and sistersTheyre brought up on their kneesIts hard to run when a coat hanger beats you on the thighsPedro dreams of being older and killing the old manBut thats a slim chance hes going to the boulevardHes going to end up, on the dirty boulevardHes going out, to the dirty boulevardHes going down, to the dirty boulevardThis room cost 2,000 dollars a monthYou can believe it man its trueSomewhere a landlords laughing till he wets his pantsNo one here dreams of being a doctor or a lawyer or anythingThey dream of dealing on the dirty boulevardGive me your hungry, your tired your poor Ill piss on emThats what the statue of bigotry saysYour poor huddled masses, lets club em to deathAnd get it over with and just dump em on the boulevardGet to end up, on the dirty boulevardGoing out, to the dirty boulevardHes going down, on the dirty boulevardGoing outOutside its a bright nightTheres an opera at lincoln centerMovie stars arrive by limousineThe klieg lights shoot up over the skyline of manhattanBut the lights are out on the mean streetsA small kid stands by the lincoln tunnelHes selling plastic roses for a buckThe traffics backed up to 39th streetThe tv whores are calling the cops out for a suckAnd back at the wilshire, pedro sits there dreamingHes 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 boulevardI want to fly, from dirty boulevardI want to fly, from dirty boulevardI want to fly-fly-fly-fly, from dirty boulevardI want to fly awayI want to flyFly, fly awayI want to flyFly-fly away (fly a-)Fly-fly-fly (-way, ooohhh...)Fly-fly away (I want to fly-fly away)Fly away (I want to fly, wow-woh, no, fly away)