Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sick of You, 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
Sick of You |
I was up in the morning with the TV blarin' |
brush my teeth sittin’watchin’the news |
All the beaches were closed the ocean was a Red Sea |
but there was no one there to part it in two |
There was no fresh salad because there’s hypos in the cabbage |
Staten Island disappeared at noon |
And they say the midwest is in great distress |
and NASA blew up the moon |
The ozone layer has no ozone anymore |
and you’re gonna leave me for the guy next door |
I’m Sick of You |
They arrested the Mayor for an illegal favor |
sold the Empire State to Japan |
And Oliver North married William Secord |
and gave birth to a little Teheran |
And the Ayatollah bought a nuclear warhead |
if he dies he wants to go out in style |
And there’s nothing to eat that don’t carry the stink |
of some human waste dumped in the Nile |
Well one thing is certainly true |
no one here knows what to do |
I’m Sick of You |
The radio said there were 400 dead |
in some small town in Arkansas |
Some whacked out trucker |
drove into a nuclear reactor |
and killed everybody he saw |
Now he’s on Morton Downey |
and he’s glowing and shining |
doctors say this is a medical advance |
They say the bad makes the good |
and there’s something to be learned |
in every human experience |
Well I know one thing that really is true |
This here’s a zoo and the keeper ain’t you |
And I’m sick of it, I’m Sick of You |
They ordained the Trumps |
and then he got the mumps |
and died being treated at Mt. Sinai |
And my best friend Bill |
died from a poison pill |
some wired doctor prescribed for stress |
My arms and legs are shrunk |
the food all has lumps |
They discovered some animal no one’s ever seen |
It was an inside trader eating a rubber tire |
after running over Rudy Giuliani |
They say the President’s dead |
but no one can find his head |
It’s been missing now for weeks |
But no one noticed it he has seemed so fit |
and I’m Sick of it |