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Dirty Blvd. (LP版)

Lou Reed
1989-01-013:19 minSynced lyrics

"Dirty Blvd. (LP版)" is a song by Lou Reed, released in 1989 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:19 long and contains 52 lines and 398 words.

Lyrics

0:00Dirty Blvd. (骯髒的街道) (LP版) - Lou Reed (盧·裡德)
0:16Pedro lives out of the wilshire hotel
0:19He looks out a window without glass
0:23The walls are made of cardboard newspapers on his feet
0:26His father beats him cause he's too tired to beg
0:30He's got 9 brothers and sisters
0:33They're brought up on their knees
0:34It's hard to run when a coat hanger beats you on the thighs
0:38Pedro dreams of being older and killing the old man
0:42But that's a slim chance he's going to the boulevard
0:46He's going to end up on the dirty boulevard
0:50He's going out to the dirty boulevard
0:54He's going down to the dirty boulevard
1:01This room cost 2000 dollars a month
1:04You can believe it man it's true
1:05Somewhere a landlord's laughing till he wets his pants
1:09No one here dreams of being a doctor or a lawyer or anything
1:13They dream of dealing on the dirty boulevard
1:17Give me your hungry your tired your poor ill piss on them
1:21That's what the Statue of Bigotry says
1:25Your poor huddled masses let's club them to death
1:28And get it over with and just dump them on the boulevard
1:33Get to end up on the dirty boulevard
1:37Going out to the dirty boulevard
1:40He's going down on the dirty boulevard
1:44Going out
1:49Outside it's a bright night
1:50There's an opera at Lincoln Center
1:53Movie stars arrive by limousine
1:56The klieg lights shoot up over the skyline of Manhattan
2:00But the lights are out on the mean streets
2:04A small kid stands by the Lincoln Tunnel
2:07He's selling plastic roses for a buck
2:12The traffic's backed up to 39th street
2:15The TV whores are calling the cops out for a suck
2:19And back at the wilshire pedro sits there dreaming
2:23He's found a book on magic in a garbage can
2:27He looks at the pictures and stares at the cracked ceiling
2:31At the count of 3 he says I hope I can disappear
2:34And fly fly away from this dirty boulevard
2:39I want to fly from dirty boulevard
2:43I want to fly from dirty boulevard
2:47I want to fly-fly-fly-fly from dirty boulevard
2:50I want to fly away
2:54I want to fly
2:58Fly fly away
3:02I want to fly
3:06Fly-fly away fly-fly away
3:10Fly-fly-fly away fly-fly away
3:14Fly-fly away
3:15Fly-fly away I want to fly-fly away
3:19Fly away I want to fly wow-woh no fly
Dirty Blvd. (骯髒的街道) (LP版) - Lou Reed (盧·裡德)
Pedro lives out of the wilshire hotel
He looks out a window without glass
The walls are made of cardboard newspapers on his feet
His father beats him cause he's too tired to beg
He's got 9 brothers and sisters
They're brought up on their knees
It's hard to run when a coat hanger beats you on the thighs
Pedro dreams of being older and killing the old man
But that's a slim chance he's going to the boulevard
He's going to end up on the dirty boulevard
He's going out to the dirty boulevard
He's going down to the dirty boulevard
This room cost 2000 dollars a month
You can believe it man it's true
Somewhere a landlord's laughing till he wets his pants
No one here 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 ill piss on them
That's what the Statue of Bigotry says
Your poor huddled masses let's club them to death
And get it over with and just dump them on the boulevard
Get to end up on the dirty boulevard
Going out to the dirty boulevard
He's going down on the dirty boulevard
Going out
Outside it's a bright night
There's an opera at Lincoln Center
Movie stars arrive by limousine
The klieg lights 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 traffic's backed up to 39th street
The TV whores are calling the cops out for a suck
And back at the wilshire pedro sits there dreaming
He's found a book on magic in a garbage can
He 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 boulevard
I want to fly from dirty boulevard
I want to fly from dirty boulevard
I want to fly-fly-fly-fly from dirty boulevard
I want to fly away
I want to fly
Fly fly away
I want to fly
Fly-fly away fly-fly away
Fly-fly-fly away fly-fly away
Fly-fly away
Fly-fly away I want to fly-fly away
Fly away I want to fly wow-woh no fly

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