three-minute love story

Jun 19, 2006 21:30

A snippet of "Walk on the Wild Side" popped into my head at work ("and the colored girls go doo doo-doo doo-doo . . ."), and I realized I hadn't listened to Lou Reed's New York in quite some time.  One of his best albums, I think: reminiscent of his Velvet Underground days with a lo-fi intensity that sounded right at home at the leading edge of the grunge era.  But unlike most of the grunge bands that would come to dominate the early 90s, Lou Reed can fucking write some songs.

Here's a three-minute love story from New York, perhaps something Lou might have written had he been asked to remake West Side Story.

"Romeo Had Juliette"
Lou Reed

Caught between the twisted stars the plotted lines the faulty map
that brought Columbus to New York
Betwixt between the East and West he calls on her wearing a leather vest
the earth squeals and shudders to a halt
A diamond crucifix in his ear is used to help ward off the Fear
that he has left his soul in someone's rented car
Inside his pants he hides a mop to clean the mess that he has dropped
into the life of lithesome Juliette Bell

And Romeo wanted Juliette
And Juliette wanted Romeo
And Romeo wanted Juliette
And Juliette wanted Romeo

Romeo Rodriguez squares his shoulders and curses Jesus
runs a comb through his black pony-tail
He's thinking of his lonely room
the sink that by his bed gives off a stink
Then smells her perfume in his eyes
and her voice was like a bell

Outside the streets were steaming the crack dealers were dreaming
of an Uzi someone had just scored
I betcha I could hit that light with my one good arm behind my back
says little Joey Diaz
Brother give me another tote those downtown hoods are no damn good
those Italians need a lesson to be taught
This cop who died in Harlem you think they'd get the warnin'
I was dancing when his brains ran out on the street

And Romeo had Juliette
And Juliette had her Romeo
And Romeo had Juliette
And Juliette had her Romeo

I'll take Manhattan in a garbage bag with Latin written on it that says
"It's hard to give a shit these days"
Manhattan's sinking like a rock, into the filthy Hudson what a shock
they wrote a book about it, they said it was like ancient Rome
The perfume burned his eyes, holding tightly to her thighs
and something flickered for a minute and then it vanished and was gone

lyrics monday

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