I AM THE TABLE

Skip a life completely, stuff it in a cup
She said money is like us in time, it lies but can't stand up

I don't know just where I'm goin
But I'm gonna try
For the kingdom, if I can
Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
And I tell ya things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushin on my run
And I feel just like Jesus son
And I guess I just don't know
and I guess that I just don't know

>>64393244
Stop meming Lulu, it's a solid album and junior dad is one of the best things Lewis wrote

>>64393279
If I could make the world as pure, and strange as what I see
I'd put you in the mirror, I put in front of me

SHE'S BUSY SUCKING ON MY DING DONG

>>64393204
>I am going to stop wasting my time

incredible feat of poetic mastery

There are too many, his lyrics have been one of the biggest influences on my writing tho

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>Thought of you as my mountain top
>Thought of you as my peak
>Thought of you as everything
>I've had but couldn't keep

>>64393333
It's the emotion and delivery behind the lyrics dum dum

You're paying the price when there's no price to pay

whip it on me jim
whip it on me jim
whip it on me jim
whip it on me jim

>>64393331
actually a great lyric shut yo mouf

>>64393312
Lyrics of Lou Reed are inseperable from his delivery. It's the combination which makes it so powerful. Dreamin', for example, always makes me cry. The most emotionally devastating song I know.

Magician second place:
>I want some magic to keep me alive
>I want a miracle; I don't want to die
>I'm afraid that if I go to sleep I'll never wake
>I'll no longer exist
>I'll close my eyes and disappear
>And float into the mist

>Somebody, please hear me
>My hand can't hold a cup of coffee
>My fingers are weak, things just fall away
>Inside I'm young and pretty
>Too many things unfinished
>My very breath taken away

This, the entire song.

Junior Dad.

>Mad. You just make me mad.
>I hate your silent breathing in the night.

Complete Ecstacy album.

>Good morning, it's possum day
feel like a possum in every way
like a possum
>Possum whiskers, possum face
possum breath and a possum taste
ooohhh, like a possum

>I wanted to play football for the coach.

>Harry looked into the mirror, thinking of Vincent Van Gogh
>And with a quick swipe lopped off his nose
>And happy with that he made a slice where his chin was
>He's always wanted a dimple
>The end of all illusion
>Then peering down straight between his legs
>Harry thought of the range of possibilities
>A new face, a new life, no memories of the past
>And slit his throat from ear to ear

>What good's a war without killing
>what good is rain that falls up
>What good's a disease that won't hurt you
>why no good, I guess, no good at all

Complete New York album.

Complete Berlin album.

Velvets... Etc., actually.

>>64393397
you said post his best lyrics not post that part of the song where he sings something unremarkable real emotional like