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Dirty Boulevard Lou Reed
[G]Pedro lives [D]out of the [A]Wiltshire Ho[D]tel
He looks out a [G]window without [D]glass[A] [D]
The [G]walls are made of ca[D]rdboard, news[A]papers on his fee[D]t
His father beats him 'cos he's t[G]oo tired to [D]beg..[A] [D]
He's got 9 brothers and sisters, they're brought up on their knees
Its hard to run when a coathanger beats you on the thighs
Pedro dreams of being older and killing the old man
But thats a slim chance, he's going to the boulevard..
Chorus
He's going to end up on the Dirty Boulevard
He's going out on the Dirty Boulevard
He's going down to the Dirty Boulevard
[cbords once tbrougb]
This room cost $300 a day you can believe it man its true
Somewhere a landlords laughing till he wets his pants
No one dreams of being a doctor or a lawyer or anything
They dream of dealing on the Dirty Boulevard
Give me your hungry, your tired, your poor I'll piss on them
That's what the statue of bigotry says
Your poor huddled masses lets club 'em to death
Get it over with and just dump 'em on The Boulevard
Repeat Chorus
Outside it a bright night there's an opera at Lincoln Centre
And movie stars arrive by limousine
The kleig light shoot up over the skyline of Manhattan
But the lights are out on the mean streets
A small kid stands by the Lincoln Tunnel
He's selling plastic roses for a buck
The traffics backed up to 39th Street
The TV whores are calling the cops out for a suck
Back at the Wiltshire,Pedro sit there dreaming
He's found a book on magic in a garbage can
He looks at the pictures and stares up at the cracked cieling
"At the count of 3" he says "I hope I can disappear"
And fly fly away....
Repeat and fade
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