| Pumping blood, pumping blood
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| Pumping blood, pumping blood
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| Pumping blood, pumping blood
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| Pumping blood, pumping blood
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| If I pump out blood in the sunshine
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| Oil on the wheel
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| That is blasted and busted away
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| A nail or a little piece of glass
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| A little piece of glass, a little piece of glass
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| Swarming like bees over the air
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| Off the pump, off the thing
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| The blood that I’m pumping away
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| Like bees over the air
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| Off the pump, off the thing
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| The blood that I’m pumping away
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| Off the pump, off the thing
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| The blood that I’m pumping away
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| If I pump blood in the sunshine
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| And you wear a leather box with azaleas, and I pump more blood
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| And it seeps through my skin
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| Will you adore the river?
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| The stream, the trickle
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| The tributary of my heart!
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| As I pump more blood
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| And it seeps through my skin
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| Will you adore the river?
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| The stream, the trickle
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| The tributary of my heart!
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| If I’m pumping blood
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| Like a common state worker
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| If I waggle my ass like a dark prostitute
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| Would you think less of me
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| And my coagulating heart?
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| Waggle my ass like a dark prostitute
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| Coagulating heart
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| Pumping blood
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| C’mon James!
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| Would you top me off?
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| Would you top me off as I deepen a curtsy?
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| While you yell out, «mercy»?
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| We grow apart
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| Would you rip and cut me?
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| Use a knife on me?
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| Be shocked at the boldness, the coldness of this little heart
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| Tied up in leather would you take the measure
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| Of the blood that I pump in the manic confusion of love?
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| Supreme violation, supreme violation
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| «Oh, ah, ah, ah Jack I beseech you!»
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| «Oh, Jack I beseech you!»
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| Supreme violation
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| Blood in the foyer, the bathroom, the tea room, the kitchen, with her knives
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| splayed
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| I will swallow your sharpest cutter
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| Like a colored man’s dick
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| Blood spurting from me!
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| «Oh Jack, Jack I beseech!!!»
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| «Jack, I beseech you, I beseech!!!»
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| In the end it was an ordinary heart
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| «Oh Jack I beseech you!»
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| As I scream out my pain
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| In the end it was an ordinary heart!
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| In the end, in the end
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| In the end it was an ordinary heart
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| «Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack I beseech you!»
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| Supreme violation… Oh
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| «Jack, Jack, Jack I beseech you!»
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| I call out your name!
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| Blood in the foyer, the bathroom, the tea room, the kitchen, and knives splayed
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| I swallow your sharpest cutter
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| Like a colored man’s dick
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| Blood spurting from me!
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| Blood spurting from me!
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| «Oh Jack»
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| «Oh Jack I beseech you»
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| In the end it was an ordinary heart
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| In the end it was an ordinary heart
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| Pumping blood |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pumping Blood , by - Lou Reed. Song from the album Lulu, in the genre Классика метала