Текст песни Lou Reed - Smalltown
Lou Reed - Smalltown слова песни
When youre growing up in a small townWhen youre growing up in a small townWhen youre growing up in a small townYou say, no one famous ever came from hereWhen youre growing up in a small townAnd youre having a nervous breakdownAnd you think that youll never escape itYourself or the place that you liveWhere did picasso come fromTheres no michelangelo coming from pittsburghIf art is the tip of the icebergIm the part sinking belowWhen youre growing up in a small townBad skin, bad eyes, gay and fattyPeople look at you funnyWhen youre in a small townMy father worked in constructionIts not something for which Im suitedOh, what is something for which you are suitedGetting out of hereI hate being odd in a small townIf they stare let them stare in new york cityAs this pink eyed painting albinoHow far can my fantasy goIm no dali coming from pittsburghNo adorable lisping capoteMy hero, oh, do you think I could meet himId camp out at his front doorThere is only one good thing about small townThere is only one good use for a small townThere is only one good thing about small townYou know that you want to get outWhen youre growing up in a small townYou know youll grow down in a small townThere is only one good use for a small townYou hate it and youll know you have to leave