Lou Reed
zpěvák, skladatel, kytarista, básník
Hodnocení na Kinobox.cz: 68%- Narození:
- 2. března 1942
- Úmrtí:
- 27. října 2013
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Lewis Allan „Lou“ Reed byl americký rockový zpěvák, kytarista, multiinstrumentalista, hudební skladatel, producent, fotograf a příležitostný herec.Nejvíce je znám jako zakládající člen a hlavní textař skupiny The Velvet Underground, později také...
Píseň: 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 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 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 warship 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 We one thing is certainly true No one here knows what to do And I'm sick of you 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. Sinal 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 had seemed so fit And I'm sick of it I'm sick of you I'm so sick of you, bye, bye, bye Bye, bye, bye