Andys Chest - Lou Reed

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If I could be 

anything

in the world t

hat flew

I would be a b

at and come

swooping after

 you

And if the las

t time you wer

e here

things were a 

bit askew

            
Well, you know

            
 what happens 

         
after dark
            
When rattlesna

              
kes lose their

            
 skins and the

     
ir hearts
            
And all the mi

            
ssionaries los

        
e their bark

             
Oh, all the tr

             
ees are callin

        
g after you
             
And all the ve

             
nom snipers af

    
ter you
             
Are all the mo

             
untains boulde

       
r after you


If I could be 

any one of the

 things 

in this world 

that bite

Instead of a d

entured ocelot

 on a leash

I'd rather be 

a kite

Be tied to the

 end of your s

tring

flying in the 

air, babe, at 

night

            
'Cause you kno

            
w what they sa

              
y about honey 


bears
            
When you shave

            
 off all their

      
 baby hair
            
You have a hai

            
ry minded pink

      
 bare bear

             
And all the be

             
lls are rollin

         
g out for you

             
And all the st

             
ones are erupt

            
ing out for yo

u
             
And all the ch

             
eap luck sucke

            
rs are flying 

after you


Yesterday, Dai

sy Mae and Bif

f

were grooving 

on the street

And just like 

in a movie

her hands beca

me her feet

Her belly butt

on was her mou

th

which meant sh

e tasted what 

she'd speak

            
But the funny 

              
thing is what 

            
happened to he

  
r nose
            
It grew until 

            
it reached all

        
 of her toes
            
Now, when peop

            
le say her fee

              
t smell, they 

         
mean her nose

             
And all the cu

              
rtains laced w

             
ith diamonds f

   
or you
             
And all the Ro

             
man noblemen f

   
or you
             
And kingdom's 

             
Christian sail

              
ors, dear for 


you
             
And melting ic

             
e cap mountain

          
 tops for you
             
And knights in

             
 flaming silve

            
r robes for yo

u
             
And bats that 

             
with a kiss tu

              
rn prince for 


you
            
           Swo

          
op, swoop,    

      rock, ro

ck
            
           Swo

          
op, swoop,    

      rock, ro

ck

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