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Lou Reed
Lou Reed


Background information
Birth name Lewis Allan Reed
Born March 2, 1942
Born place Brooklyn, New York United States
Genre(s) Rock
Glam Rock
Art Rock
Experimental Rock
Noise
Years active 1965—present
Label(s) RCA Records
Sire Records
Matador Records
MGM Distribution
Associated acts Gorillaz
The Velvet Underground
John Cale
Nico
David Bowie
Mick Ronson
Website Website



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Lou Reed Album


The Bells (1979)
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Stupid man, hitch-hiking out of a good life
in Saskatchewan
And he thinks he's got big-big planes
gonna build a house upon some land

Oh Casey, don't it make you crazy
oh, when you're living all alone by that damp water
Oh Casey, don't it make you crazy
when you're living all alone by those still waters

Please say hello, please say hello
to my little baby daughter
Oh Casey, tell her that her father's gonna be coming home
so soon, so soon to see her

Well I'm shooting down the turnpike
with a driver doing ninety-five or maybe
more don't you think he's loaded drunk
or that he thinks that life's a bore
Casey, oh Casey, don't you know how it makes me so damn crazy
living all alone by those waters

But please say hello, but please say hello
to my little baby daughter
Please, please, won't you just give her a great big kiss
then tell her that her stupid daddy will be coming home soon

Oh Casey, oh Casey, don't you know I make me so damn crazy
when I was living there all alone by those still waters
But please tell, please tell my baby-baby-baby daughter
that I'm tied up now, but I'll be home soon
and I'll be the daddy that I oughta

Please say hello, oh Casey, please say hello
from a stupid man
Still my little baby daughter a big-big-big kiss
and tell her that her daddy will be coming home soon
But Casey, don't you know I make me so damn crazy
when I was living there all alone
But won't you please give my, give my baby daughter
a great big stupid kiss
and tell her that her stupid father will be coming home soon
Stupid man

. . .



Disco, disco mystic
Disco, disco mystic
Disco, disco mystic
[Etc...]


. . .



Hey, pretty baby
don't you think you might give me a chance
Get it on with me
go down-town for some loving romance
And I know I ain't nothing
I ain't worth but a thin dime
But if you put your heart in my hands
I'm sure that I could change your mind

I wanna boogie with you
Yeah, I wanna boogie with you

There's something, baby, on which your parents
both agree
And that is that they both have a
deep distrust for me
And your best friend Frankie
well, I know, your best friend Frankie, he wants to see me sink
And I don't much blame him for that
he gets so useless after so few drinks, you know, baby

LyricsI wanna boogie with you
I wanna boogie with you

Well, I know your little baby sister
she thinks that I'm a flop
Well, I guess that you know that it's true
I spent more time at the bottom than the top
Tell your little sister
I know she wants to give me a whirl
But I don't have the time, baby
to wait till she's grown up, and she's a woman, not a girl

Don't you know, I wanna boogie with you
Hey, I wanna boogie with you
I wanna boogie with you
I wanna boogie with you, yeah

Boogie with you
Down by the corner
We'll be able to, yeah


. . .



With you, life moves so fast
With you, everything's the last
Slow down

Don't you think you could be less capricious
I've met you, I don't have no death wish
Slow down, slow down

With you, there is no denying
It's you, not my lack of trying
With you, everybody's dying
It's you, it's not me who's crying
Crying, crying, crying, crying

With you, staying home tidy from the streets
With you, every friend is a possible freak
Slow down, slow down

With you, it's a foregone conclusion
With you, empty, it's all a delusion
With you, I can have no illusions
LyricsIt's you, who has such delusions
Crying, crying, crying, crying

With you, everyone's a sucker
With you, it's got to be your father
Slow down, slow down

With you, life is just a scramble
With you, every day it's a gamble
With you, I can't get my bearings
With you, playing the Virgin Mary
And your crying, crying, crying, crying
Crying, crying


. . .



Hey, hey, hey

Hey now, there's a lovely girl
can't you feel it on your ...
Hey now there's a lovely girl
that's the kind of girl turns me on
Hey now, there's a lonely boy
and he's good, good looking for love, ha
Hey now, there's a lovely girl
and she's looking for some stud.
She says, hey now, won't you give it to
won't you give it, give it, give it me, oh
Hey now, there's a lovely girl
give it, give it, give it to me, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey

Hey now, there's a naked your boys
want him around the world
Hey now, there's a jet set store
looking's good with some little pick up girl
LyricsHey now, you should scratch her back
and you look good 'cause you're a boy
Hey, hey now when you rip off my shirt
you see that it ain't water on my chest
Hey, hey now, there's a dancing girl
Kiss you, kiss you, kiss you good bye, ooh, baby, ooh
Hey now, there's a lovely child
Look, look, looking for love

Hey, hey, hey
Give it to us, baby, now, yeah
There goes my chest, groovy on my best, baby, hey, yeah


. . .



Don't these city lights light these streets to life
All these crazy nights bring us together
Any rainy day, you can dance your blues away
Don't these city lights bring us together

Charlie Chaplin's cane, well it flicked away the rain
Things weren't quite the same, after he came here
But then when he left, upon our own request
Things weren't quite the same, after he came here

Don't these city lights bring the streets to life
All these crazy nights bring us together
Any rainy day you can dance your blues away
Don't these city lights bring us together

We're supposed to be a land of liberty
And those city lights to blaze forever
But that little tramp, ooh, on that street corner lamp
When he left us, it's humor left for ever

We're supposed to be a land of liberty
And those city lights to blaze forever
But that little tramp, leaning on that street corner lamp
When he left us, it's humor left for ever

Don't these city lights bring the streets to life
All these crazy nights bring us together
Any rainy day you can dance your blues away
Don't these city lights bring us together


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You feel so lonely, when it's in the afternoon
and you gotta face it, all through the night
Don't it make you believe
that something's gonna have to happen soon
oh, baby, all through the night

All through the night
oh, baby, all through the night
All through the night
all through the night

Have you ever played with an all-night band
and got trough it, baby, all through the night
With a daytime of sin and a night time of hell
everybody's gonna look for a bell to ring
all through the night
And they do it, all through the night, baby
all through the night
When the words pour down and the poetry comes
and the novel's written and the book is done
you say, oh, Lord, lover, baby, give it to me
Lyricsall through the night
And she says it

Best friend Sally, she got sick
and I'm feeling mighty ill, myself
it happens all the time, and all through the night
I went to Saint Vincent's
and I'm watching the ceiling fall down on her body
as she's lying round on the ground
said, oh, babe got to celebrate all through the night
Made me feel so sad, I cried all through the night
I said, oh, Jesus, all through the night
If the sinner's in and the good man's gone
then a woman can't come and help him home
then what're gonna do about it
When they go on all through the night

All they sing, oh, baby, oh, baby, oh, baby
all through the night
and he says, give it to me all through the night
It ain't so much when a man's gotta cry
to get a little loving and some peace of mind
said, hey, baby give it to me all through the night

Some people wait for things that never come
and some people dream of things they've never been done
they do it, oh, baby, all through the night
The city's funny and the country's wide
but I wanna know why they don't have a right
don't they do it, oh, baby, all through the night
Oh, mama, oh, mama, tell me 'bout it
all through the night
I wanna have it all through the night
Christmas comes only once a year
why can't anybody shed just one tear
for things that don't happen all through the night
Oh, mama, all through the night
oh, baby, do it to me all through the night
Easy, easy, baby, why don't you give it to me
all through the night


. . .



(How's the family)
(How's the family)

Mama, you tell me, how's the family
And Papa, tell me how thing's going by you
And little baby sister, I heard that you got married
And I heard that you had yourself a little baby girl, too
And here's some uncles and some cousins, I know, baby please
And would you believe my old dog Tessa's here too
And would you believe that nobody in this family wanted to keep her
And now that dog's more of a part of this family, then I am, too
I don't come home much anymore
No, no, no I don't come home much anymore
Mama

And Mama, I know I've disappointed you are
And Papa, I know that you feel the same way, too
And no, no, no, no, no I still haven't got married
And no, no, no there's no grand stunt planned here for you
And by the way, daddy tell me how's the business
I understand that your stock is going very high
LyricsNo, daddy, you're not a poor man anymore
And I hope you'll realize it before you die
Because I don't come home much anymore
No, no, no, no, no I don't come home much no more
But daddy

And please, please, please, please, please, common
let's not start this business again
I know how much you resent the life that I have
But one more time - I don't want the family business
Don't want to inherit it upon the day that you die
Really, daddy, shouldn't you give it to my sister
You know, Elisabeth, you know, Elisabeth
she has a better head for those things than I
She lives practically round the corner
That's really the kind of child you could be proud of
But papa, I know this business is a mistake
There's nothing there we have in common, except our name
And families that live out in the suburbs
Often make each other cry
And I don't think I'll come home much anymore
No, no, I don't think I'll come home much again
Mama, Papa
We often make each other cry
No, I don't think I'll come home much anymore

(How's the families)


. . .



And the actress is relayed
and the actor comes home late
And the plays have gone down
the crowds have scattered way
Neath the city lights and the street
No ticket could be beat
for the beautiful show of shows
Ah, Broadway only knows
The great white Milky Way
it had something to say
When he fell down on his knees
after soaring through the air
With nothing to hold him there
It was really not so cute
to play without a parachute
As he stood upon the ledge
looking out, he thought he saw a crock

And he hollered: Look, there are the bells
And he said: Now, here come the bells
Here come the bells, here come the bells
Here come the bells

Here come the bells [x4]


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