Lou Reed - The Original Wrapper текст песни

I was sittin home on the west end

Watchin cable tv with a female friend

We were watchin the news, the worlds in a mess

The poor and the hungry, a world in distress

Herpes, aids, the middle east at full throttle

Better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle

And while youre at it, check whats in the batter

Make sure that candys in the original wrapper

Hey, pitcher, better check that batter

Make sure that candys in the original wrapper

Reagan says abortions murder

While hes looking at cardinal oconnor

Look at jerry falwell louis farrakhan

Both talk religion and the brotherhood of man

They both sound like they belong in teheran

Watch out, theyre goin full throttle

Better check that sausage, before you stick it in the waffle

And while youre at it better check, whats in the batter

Make sure that candys in the original wrapper

Hey, pitcher, better check that batter

Make sure that candys in the original wrapper

White against white, black against jew

It seems like its 1942

The baby sits in front of mtv

Watching violent fantasies

While dad guzzles beer with his favorite sport

Only to find his heroes are all coked up

Classic, original, the same old story

The politics of hate in a new surrounding

Hate if its good and hate if its bad

And if this all dont make you mad

Ill keep yours and Ill keep mine

Nothing sacred and nothing divine

Father, bless me, were at full throttle

Better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle

And while youre at it better check that batter

Make sure the candys in the original wrapper

Hey, pitcher, better check that batter

Make sure that candys in the original wrapper, hey, hey

I was born in the united states

And I grew up hard but I grew up straight

I saw a lack of morals and a lack of concern

A feeling that theres nowhere to turn

Yippies, hippies and upwardly mobile yuppies

Dont treat me like Im some dumb lackey

cause the murderer lives while the victims die

Id much rather see it an eye for an eye

A heart for a heart, a brain for a brain

And if this all makes you feel a little insane

Kick up your heels, turn the music up loud

Pick up your guitar and look out at the crowd, and say, -

- "dont mean to come on sanctimonious

But lifes got me nervous and little pugnacious

Lugubrious so I give a salutation

And rock on out to beat really stupid

Ohh, poop, ah, doo and how do you do

Hip hop gonna bop till I drop."

Watch out world, comin at you full throttle

Better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle

And while youre at it better check that batter

Make sure the candys in the original wrapper

Hey, hey, pitcher, better check that batter

Make sure the candys in the original wrapper

Hey, pitcher, better check that batter

Make sure the candys in the original wrapper, hey, hey, hey