Текст песни Lou Reed - N. Y. Stars
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The stock is emptyIn our eyeball storeAll we got leftA few cataracts and soresThe faggot mimic machineNever had ideasMission impossibleThey self destruct on fearOn a standard new york nightGhouls go to see their so called starsA fairly stupid thingTo pay 5 bucks for a 4th rate imitatorsThey say, Im so emptyNo surface, no depthOh, please, can I be youYour personalitys so greatLike new buildingsSquare tall and the sameSorry, miss stupidDidnt you know it was a gameIm just waitingFor them to hurry up and dieIts really getting to crowed hereHelp me new york starsContributions accepted all the sameWe need new people storeRemember, were very good at games