Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Cask, 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
The Cask |
Never bet the devil your head |
When I was an infant |
My mother treated me like a tough steak |
To her well regulated mind |
Babies were the better for beatings |
But she was left handed |
And a child flogged left handed |
Is better left unflogged |
The world revolves from right to left |
It will not do to whip a baby from left to right |
If each blow in the right direction |
Drives an evil propensity out |
A blow in the opposite direction |
Knocks it’s quota of wickedness in |
Hence my precocity in vice |
My sensitivity to injuries |
The thousands of injuries heaped upon me by Fortunato |
And then finally his rabid insults for which I vowed revenge |
I gave no utterance to threat |
But the knowledge of «avengemenship» |
Was so definite so precise |
That no risk could befall me |
By neither word |
Nor deed had I given cause to doubt my good will |
I would punish with impunity |
I will fuck him up the ass and piss in his face |
I will redress the wrong |
But lips and psyche |
Mind be silent |
Fortunato approaches |
Don’t take me to task |
For loving a cask |
The cask of Amontillado |
Please don’t make a pass |
You can go kiss my ass |
All I want is this mythical cask |
The cask of Amontillado |
I’ve heard so much through the grapevine |
I’ve heard so much on the line |
But the one thing that I lust after |
Is the one thing I’ve never had |
So is it too much to ask |
Too have just one taste of the cask |
Why you could go kiss my ass for the cask |
Of Amontillado |
Edgar old fellow |
Dear bosom friend |
Hail fellow well met |
Oh great elucidator |
Great epopee |
Haha. |
Fortunato what luck to meet you |
What good good luck to meet |
You and see you looking so splendid |
I have received a cask of Amontillado |
Or what passes |
For Amontillado |
Amontillado |
That most wondrous sherry |
A cask |
Impossible |
How |
So rare |
I’ve had my doubts |
I was silly enough to pay the full price |
Without consulting you in the matter |
But you were not to be found |
And I was fearful of losing a bargain |
Fearfully stupid if you ask me Edgar |
I am on my way to see Mr. Bolo |
A cask |
A cask |
To gather his opinion |
Are you engaged |
Mr. Bolo cannot tell Amontillado from goat’s milk |
Yet some say his taste is a match for your own |
Hardly, dear boy |
Let us go |
Where |
To your vaults to the supposed Amontillado |
Oh my good friend no |
I could not impose upon your good nature |
You have, after all, an engagement |
To hell with the engagement |
I have no engagement |
Before the sky withers and falls let us go |
But the vaults are damp |
And I see you are afflicted with a severe cold |
Oh let us go |
The cold is nothing |
You’ve been taken advantage of |
And Mr. Bolo cannot tell Amontillado from piss |
The cask |
It is farther on |
But see the white web work |
Which gleams from these cavern walls |
Nitre |
Nitre |
How long have you had that cough |
Yes, nitre |
It is nothing |
We should go back |
Your health is precious |
You are a man who would be missed |
Let’s return |
I cannot be responsible for causing you ill health |
And anyway there’s always Mr. Bolo |
Oh be dumb I’ll not be swayed |
The cough is nothing |
It will not kill me |
I won’t die of a cough |
Of that you can be sure |
Have some of this Medoc to warm the bones |
And defend you from this infernal dampness |
Drink |
Drink damn you |
I drink to the buried that repose around us |
And I to your long life |
The nitre |
It hangs like moss |
We are below the river’s bed |
The moisture trickles, chills the bones |
Let’s go back |
Your cough |
The cough is nothing |
But … |
Let us proceed to the Amontillado |
So proceed |
Herein the Amontillado |
Now Mr. Bolo |
Mr. Bolo is an imbecile |
An ignoramus |
Can you not feel the nitre |
You really should go |
I implore you |
No |
Then I must leave you here |
But first |
Let me render you all the little attentions within my power |
The Amontillado |
Hahahaha. |
A very good joke indeed, haha. |
We will have many a rich laugh about it |
Over our wine in the palazzo |
The Amontillado |
Yes, yes yes |
The Amontillado |
Well |
Then let’s go |
For, for the love of God |
Precisely |
For the love of God |
Fortunato |
Fortunato |