A Wild-Eyed Christmas Night
Steel crosses cold as stone
Looking like a gambler throwing coins away
I'm feeling so displaced
You're painting candy on my faith
You're so convincing
I am so ashamed
Riverrun softly through the hands of people without toys
Riverrun boldly through Vanity Fair
Riverrun cold
Riverrun slow
Riverrun free with the wind in your hair
Life from the turn of the stairs
I've felt the mountain rain
I've seen it nurse a thousand veins
I've watched the rivulets of silent grace
But now my memory strains
To wash its hands in muddy st
Waiting For The Man
(lou reed)
I'm waiting for my man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington, 125
Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive
I'm waiting for my man
Hey, white boy, what you doin' uptown?
Hey, white boy, you chasin' our women around?
Oh pardon me sir, it's the furthest from my mind
I'm just lookin' for a dear, dear friend of mine
I'm waiting for my man
Here he comes, he's all dressed in black
Beat up shoes and a big straw hat
He's never early, he's always late
First thing you learn is you always gotta wait I'm waiting for my man
Up to a brownstone, up three flights of stairs
Everybody's pinned you, but nobody cares
He's got the works, gives you sweet taste
Ah then you gotta split because you got no time to waste
I'm waiting for my man
Baby don't you holler, darlin' don't you bawl and shout
I'm feeling good, you know I'm gonna work it on out
I'm feeling good, I'm feeling oh so fine
Until tomorrow, but that's just some other time
I'm waiting for my man