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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | Dirty Blvd '89 |
| Album: | | Genres: | Pop/Rock |
| Year: | 1974 |
Length: | 201 sec |
Lyricist: Lou Reed
Lyrics:
New York, we got these hotels where you put poor people They're called welfare hotels So, that's what this here song's about It's called the 'Dirty Blvd.'
Pedro lives out of the Wilshire Hotel Looks out a window without glass The walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet The old man beats him 'cause he's too tired to beg He's got nine brothers and sisters, they're brought up on their knees It's hard to run when a coat hanger hits you on the thighs Pedro dreams of being older and killing the old man That's a slim chance, he's going to the boulevard He's going out to the dirty boulevard Going down to the dirty boulevard Get it out to the dirty boulevard Going down This room cost 2000 dollars a month, believe it, babe, it's true Somewhere a landlord's laughing 'til he wets his pants No one dreams of being a doctor or a lawyer or anything They dream of dealing on the boulevard Give me your hungry, your tired, your poor, I'll piss on 'em That's what the Statue of Bigotry says Your poor huddled masses, why don't we just go club 'em to death? Get it over with and drop 'em on the boulevard Get it out to the dirty boulevard Going down to the dirty boulevard Get it on to the dirty boulevard Going down Outside it's a bright night, there's an opera at Lincoln Center The movie stars arrive by limousine The klieg lights shoot up over the Manhattan skyline But the lights are out on the mean streets Small kid stands by the Lincoln Tunnel Selling plastic roses for a buck Traffic's backed up to 39th Street The TV whores are calling the cops out for a suck Back at the Wilshire, Pedro sits there dreaming (get it, get it) Found a book on magic in a garbage can (get it, get it) Looks at the pictures, stares up at the cracked ceiling (get it, get it) 'By the count of three, baby, I hope I can disappear' (get it, get it) And fly, fly away to the dirty boulevard I wanna fly to the dirty boulevard Fly away to the dirty boulevard I wanna fly I wanna fly Fly, fly away I wanna fly Oh, baby, fly away I wanna fly (fly, fly, fly away) Fly away (fly, fly, fly away) I want to fly (fly, fly, fly away) Fly, fly away (fly, fly, fly away) Fly away (oh, fly away, oh) Fly away (fly away, oh) Fly away (I'm gonna, yeah, I'm gonna) Fly away (I'm gonna fly away, yeah, I'm gonna) Fly away (fly away, oh, I'm gonna) Fly away (oh, I'm gonna, gonna fly away) I'm gonna fly away
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