Lou Reed, Metallica
앨범 : Lulu

I would cut my legs and tits off
When I think
of Boris Karloff and Kinski
In the dark of the moon
It made me dream of Nosferatu
Trapped on the isle
of Doctor Moreau
Oh wouldn't it be lovely
I was thinking Peter Lorre
When things got pretty gory as I
Crossed to the Brandenburg Gate
I was feeling snappy
perhaps I'd been napping
And I'd just ate
A following heart
can tear you apart
On a midnight to 8 shift
A graveyard romance can
only give one chance
As the tombstones weave
and breathe
Feeling happy
when my heart got beating
On a Sunday afternoon
I dreamt of breezes going
through the treeses
And stars were still illumed
I have three hearts
that I keep apart
Trying to relate
To normal feelings
and the nightime reelings
And some absynthe drunk so late
The cook got drunk
and all the whores they shrunk
Onto the size of dessert plates
But me I'm happy
cause I got my little nappy
And some opium to set me straight
I'm just a small town girl
who wants to give it a whirl
While my looks
still hold me straight
Straight up to illusion
and fantasy's fusion
Of reality mixed with drink
I'm just a small town girl
who's gonna give life a whirl
Looking at the Brandenburg Gate