Coney Island Baby - Lou Reed

作词：Lou Reed

作曲：Lou Reed

You know man

when I was a young man in high school

I wanted to play football for the coach

And all those older guys

They said he was mean

and cruel but you know

Wanted to play football for the coach

They said I was to little too light

weight to play linebacker

So I say I'm playing rightend

Wanted to play football for the coach

'Cause you know some day

You gotta stand up straight

unless you're gonna fall

Then you're gone to die

And the straightest dude

I ever knew was standing right

for me all the time

So I had to play football for the coach

And I wanted to play football for the coach

When you're all alone and lonely

In your midnight hour

And you find that your soul

It's been up for sale

And you begin to think 'bout

All the things that you've done

How much the studied to hate

Just 'bout everything no one

But remember the princess

who lived on the hill

Who loved you even though

she knew you was wrong

And right now

she just might come shining through

And the

Glory of love glory of love

Glory of love just might come through

And all your twobit friends

Have gone and ripped you off

They're talking behind your back saying

You're never going to be no human being

And you begin thinking

'Bout all those things that you've done

And who it was and what it was

And all the different things

you made every different scene

Ahhh but remember

that the city is a funny place

Something like a circus or a sewer

And just remember different

people have peculiar tastes

And the Glory of love the glory of love

The glory of love just might see you through

Glory of love the glory of love

The glory of love might see you through

Glory of love ah huh huh the glory of love

Glory of love glory of love

Glory of love give it to me now Glory of

love Glory of love Glory of love Glory of love

Glory of love glory of love see you through

Oh my Coney Island baby now

I'd like to send this one out

for Lou and Rachel

And all the kids and P S 192

Coney Island baby

Glory of love I'd give the whole thing

up for you now