Lou Reed — Sweet Jane Live: Take No Prisoners

[Lou]: Hello, sorry we're late, but we were just tuning [fan]: Lou Reed, best! [Lou]: What's the matter, they keep you waiting or something… Are we late? It's raining out there... What do you mean it's raining out? We know it's fucking raining out… Man, the guy who tightened this microphone is Godzilla ... I can’t, look at that, look at that I better either grow an inch, man - or I need a boyfriend [Fan1]: Need a what? Need a what? [Lou]: A boyfriend, can't you fucking hear what's wrong with you? [Fan1]: Need a what? [Fans]: Come on now, Sweet Jane! [Fan1]: I heard that [Lou]: I'm gonna quote a line like like from from Yeats I think it is, like, for you And that's called the best lack all convictions While the best are filled - No, no it's the other way round The best lack all convictions And the worst are filled with a passionate intensity Now you figure out where I am [Fan]: Do it man, do it! [Lou] One two, one two three four Standing on the corner Suitcase in my hand Jack is in his corset, Jane is in her vest I hear you I hear you knocking but you can't come in To me Hey honey, I'm in a rock and roll band And ridin' a Stutz Bearcat Those were different times And those ladies they studied rules of verse And all those ladies, they rolled their eyes And saying Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Now Jack, he is a banker And Jane, she is just a little bitty clerk And both of them Hey you little people out there Oh, you little people Don't you hate those Academy Awards, man? You know they said: here's fucking Barbara Streisand She says: I want to thank all those little people There's too many little people I can't get their names Fuck her and her little people I like big people Fuck short people and tall people, man, I like middle people People from Wyoming You've ever meet somebody from Wyoming? Not me Anyway: Now Jack, he is a banker And Jane, she is a clerk Hey clerk Gimme good clerk I give good clerk Aha And both them man, they save their pennies And their fucking nickels and their dimes, and it builds up They got a nest egg Here comes the condominium Oh shit Hey Miami You're sitting there by the fire man It's an electric fire, you plug it in I like make-believe fire I like make-believe love too Ooh mama, give me some make-believe love Hey - "Make-believe Love": that's a album title, Michael Write that down, quick before I forget it You're listening to some classical music, hey You better watch it now It's only one time one time only to vote Hey, The March Of The Wooden Soldiers Have you ever put a quarter in those machines man? You know: like the bear that plays basketball? You put a quarter in Aha I guess you never put a quarter in it ha? Some people say I'm residue Haha The March Of The Wooden Soldiers Where were you on the list when they called you for Vietnam? Hey man for Vietnam Are you political Lou? Political about what? Give me an issue, I’ll give you a tissue And wipe my ass with it Ooh yeah We're just here to make out You bend over We put the head in, you know If you don't like it Then we'll talk about it Face north, Jack Are we been broadcast tonight? Fuck radio Ethiopia man I'm radio Brooklyn I ain't no snob man Haha They said Sweet Jane Oh sweet Jane (Sweet Jane) You know, there's some people man, they like to go out dancing [Fan]: inaudible [Lou]What about her? If you write as good as you talk, nobody reads you What do I look like Henny Youngman up here, man? You know I found my wife in the living room in a Volkswagen They said: how did you get there? Made it right through the kitchen Ain't that funny, haha? And there's some evil motherfuckers Ooh, ooh, ooh That tell you that life is just made out of dirt And that eh Ah man, those pretty women they never really faint Those villains always - shut up you And blink their eyes There little bitty children are the only ones that blush And that life Life is just to die But I’ll tell you something Hey man, anyone who's got a heart A rock and roll heart Would you turn around and break it? And you know Do that again Michael Is that control? Watch this now And anyone who has played the part you know, hey, hey man They wouldn’t turn around and hate it They'd say Sweet Jane (Sweet Jane) Sweet Jane (Sweet Jane) Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane


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