Andy's Chest (Lou Reed)

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If I could be anything
in the world that flew
I would be a bat and come
swooping after you
And if the last time you were here
things were a bit askew

Well you know what happens after dark
When rattlesnakes lose their skins and their hearts
And all the missionaries lose their bark

Oh, all the trees are calling after you
And all the venom snipers after you
Are all the mountains bolder after you

If I could be any one of the things
in this world that bite
Instead of an indentured ocelot on a leash
I'd rather be a kite
And be tied to the end of your string
and flying in the air, baby, at night

'Cause you know what they say about honey bears
When you shave off all their baby hair
You have a hairy minded pink bare bear

And all the bells are rolling out for you
And stones are all erupting out for you
And all the cheap bloodsuckers are flying after you

Yesterday Daisy May and Biff
were groovin' on the street
And just like in a movie
her hands became her feet
Her belly button was her mouth
which meant she tasted what she'd speak, ooohhh

But the funny thing is what happened to her nose, ooohhh
It grew until it reached all of her toes, ooohhh
Now when people say her feet smell they mean her nose

And curtains laced with diamonds dear for you
And all the Roman noblemen for you
And kingdom's Christian soldiers dear for you
And melting ice cap mountains tops for you
Oh-oh, and knights in flaming silver robes for you
And bats that with a kiss turn prince for you
Swoop-swoop, oh baby, rock-rock
Swoop-swoop, rock-rock
Swoop-swoop, rock-rock


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1. Lou Reed, "Hangin' Round"

Harry was a rich young man
who would become a priest
He dug up his dear father
who was recently deceased

He did it with tarot cards
and a mystically attuned mind
And shortly there
and after he did find

Jeanie was a spoiled young brat
she thought she knew it all
She smoked mentholated cigarettes
and she had sex in the hall

But she was not my kind
or even of my sign
The kind of animal
that I would be about

Wow-wow-wow, you keep hangin' round me
and I'm not so glad you found me
You're still doing things that I gave up years ago
Oh-wow-wow-wow, you keep hangin' round me
and I'm not so glad you found me
You're still doing things that I gave up years ago
alright now
ah-huh-huh

Kathy was a bit surreal
she painted all her toes
And on her face she wore dentures
clamped tightly to her nose

And when she finally spoke
her twang her glasses broke
And no one else could smoke
while she was in the room

Hark, the herald angels sang
and reached out for a phone
And plucking it with a knife in hand
dialed long distance home

But it was all too much
sprinkling angel dust
To AT and T
who didn't wish you well

Oh, but you keep hangin' round me
and I'm not so glad you found me
You're still doing things that I gave up years ago
Ho-ho-ho-ho, you keep hangin' round me
and I'm not so glad you found me
You're still doing things that I gave up years ago

Hangin' round
hangin' round, that's all you're doing baby
Hangin' round
hangin' round, ooohhh
Hangin' round
hangin' round
Hangin' round
hangin' round
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