Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Baton Rouge , by - Lou Reed. Song from the album The Sire Years: Complete Albums Box, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 29.10.2015
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Baton Rouge |
| When I think of you Baton Rouge |
| I think of a Mariachi band |
| I think of sixteen and a crisp green football field |
| I think of a girl I never had |
| When I think of you Baton Rouge |
| I think of a back seat in a car |
| Windows are foggy and so are we |
| As the police asked for our I. D |
| So helpless |
| So helpless |
| Ooohhh, ooohhh, so helpless |
| Ooohhh, so helpless |
| Ooohhh, so helpless |
| So helpless |
| Well I once had a car lost it in a divorce |
| The judge was a woman of course |
| She said give her the car and the house and your taste |
| Or else I set the trial date |
| So now when I think of you Baton Rouge |
| And the deep southern belles with their touch |
| I wonder where love ends and hate starts to blush |
| In the fields in the swamps in the rush |
| In the terra-cotta cobwebs of your mind |
| When did you start seeing me as a spider spinning web |
| Of malicious intent and you as poor, poor me |
| At the fire at the joint, this disinterred and broken mount |
| In the bedroom in the house where we were unmarried |
| So helpless, so helpless |
| So helpless |
| So helpless, so helpless |
| So helpless |
| When was I the villain in your heart |
| Putting the brake on your start |
| You slapped my face and cried and screamed |
| That’s what marriage came to mean |
| The bitterest ending of a dream |
| You wanted children and I did not |
| Was that what it was all about |
| You might get a laugh when you hear me shout |
| You might get a laugh when you hear me shout |
| I wish I had |
| So helpless, so helpless |
| So helpless |
| So helpless, so helpless |
| So helpless |
| Sometimes when I think of Baton Rouge |
| I see us with two and a half strapping sons |
| One and a half flushed daughters preparing to marry |
| And two fat grandsons I can barely carry |
| Daddy, uncle, family gathered there for grace |
| A dog in a barbecue pit goes up in space |
| The dream recedes in the morning with a bad aftertaste |
| And I’m back in the big city worn from the race of the chase |
| What a waste |
| So thanks for the card the announcement of child |
| And I must say you and Sam look great |
| Your daughter’s gleaming in that — |
| — white wedding dress with pride |
| Sad to say I could never bring that to you that wide smile |
| So I try not to think of Baton Rouge |
| Or of a, of a, of a Mariachi band |
| Or of sixteen and a crisp green football field |
| And the girl, and the girl I never had |
| So helpless, so helpless |
| So helpless |
| So helpless, so helpless |
| So helpless |