Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gassed and Stoned (Loss), artist - Lou Reed. Album song The Sire Years: Complete Albums Box, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 29.10.2015
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Gassed and Stoned (Loss) |
Well you covered your tracks and now I can’t see you |
you had your ashes scattered at sea |
There’s no grave to visit, no tombstone to look at you were in the New York Times obituary |
There’s no record, no tape, no book, no movie |
some photographs and memories |
Sometimes I dial your phone number by mistake |
and this is what I hear |
This is no longer a working number, baby |
please redial your call |
This is no longer a working number |
your party doesn’t live here anymore |
This is no longer a working number |
if you still require help |
Stay on the line and an operator |
will try to bail you out |
I knew I should have seen you that Thursday |
I knew I shouldn’t have left |
But you sounded so good, your spirits so up |
I thought I’d see you next week |
I say over and over if I had half a brain |
if I had half a brain in my head |
I wouldn’t sit here dialing a wrong number |
and listening to what some recording said |
This is no longer a working number |
please redial your call |
This is no longer a working number |
your party doesn’t live here anymore |
This is no longer a working number |
well, if you still require help |
Stay on the line and an operator |
will try to bail you out |
I knew I should have written, written things down |
I always say I’ll never forget |
Who can forget a one-eyed pilot |
who’s a concert pianist, ah A painter, a poet, songwriter supreme |
my friends are blending in my head |
They’re melting into one great spirit |
and that spirit isn’t dead |
Now I may not remember everything that you said |
but I remember all the sings you’ve done |
And not a day goes by not an hour |
when I don’t try to be like you |
You were gassed, stoked and rarin’to go and you were that way all of the time |
So I guess you know why I’m laughing at myselves |
every time I dial the wrong line |
This is no longer a working number, baby |
This is no longer a working number |
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stoked and rarin'to go gassed, stoked and rarin'to go |