Текст песни The Original Wrapper - Lou Reed
I
was
sittin′
home
on
the
West
End
Watchin'
cable
TV
with
a
female
friend
We
were
watchin′
the
news,
the
world's
in
a
mess
The
poor
and
the
hungry,
a
world
in
distress
Herpes,
AIDS,
the
Middle
East
at
full
throttle
Better
check
that
sausage,
before
you
put
it
in
the
waffle
And
while
you're
at
it,
check
what′s
in
the
batter
Make
sure
that
candy′s
in
the
Original
Wrapper
Hey,
pitcher,
better
check
that
batter
Make
sure
that
candy's
in
the
Original
Wrapper
Reagan
says
abortion′s
murder
While
he's
looking
at
Cardinal
O′Connor
Look
at
Jerry
Falwell
Louis
Farrakhan
Both
talk
religion
and
the
brotherhood
of
man
They
both
sound
like
they
belong
in
Teheran
Watch
out,
they're
goin′
full
throttle
Better
check
that
sausage,
before
you
stick
it
in
the
waffle
And
while
you're
at
it
better
check,
what's
in
the
batter
Make
sure
that
candy′s
in
the
Original
Wrapper
Hey,
pitcher,
better
check
that
batter
Make
sure
that
candy′s
in
the
Original
Wrapper
White
against
white,
Black
against
Jew
It
seems
like
it's
1942
The
baby
sits
in
front
of
MTV
Watching
violent
fantasies
While
Dad
guzzles
beer
with
his
favorite
sport
Only
to
find
his
heroes
are
all
coked
up
Classic,
original,
the
same
old
story
The
politics
of
hate
in
a
new
surrounding
Hate
if
it′s
good
and
hate
if
it's
bad
And
if
this
all
don′t
make
you
mad
I'll
keep
yours
and
I′ll
keep
mine
Nothing
sacred
and
nothing
divine
Father,
bless
me,
we're
at
full
throttle
Better
check
that
sausage,
before
you
put
it
in
the
waffle
And
while
you're
at
it
better
check
that
batter
Make
sure
the
candy′s
in
the
Original
Wrapper
Hey,
pitcher,
better
check
that
batter
Make
sure
that
candy′s
in
the
Original
Wrapper,
hey,
hey
I
was
born
in
the
United
States
And
I
grew
up
hard
but
I
grew
up
straight
I
saw
a
lack
of
morals
and
a
lack
of
concern
A
feeling
that
there's
nowhere
to
turn
Yippies,
Hippies
and
upwardly
mobile
Yuppies
Don′t
treat
me
like
I'm
some
dumb
lackey
′Cause
the
murderer
lives
while
the
victims
die
I'd
much
rather
see
it
an
eye
for
an
eye
A
heart
for
a
heart,
a
brain
for
a
brain
And
if
this
all
makes
you
feel
a
little
insane
Kick
up
your
heels,
turn
the
music
up
loud
Pick
up
your
guitar
and
look
out
at
the
crowd,
and
say,
-
"Don′t
mean
to
come
on
sanctimonious
But
life's
got
me
nervous
and
little
pugnacious
Lugubrious
so
I
give
a
salutation
And
rock
on
out
to
beat
really
stupid
Ohh,
poop,
ah,
doo
and
how
do
you
do
Hip
hop
gonna
bop
till
I
drop"
Watch
out
world,
comin'
at
you
full
throttle
Better
check
that
sausage,
before
you
put
it
in
the
waffle
And
while
you′re
at
it
better
check
that
batter
Make
sure
the
candy′s
in
the
Original
Wrapper
Hey,
hey,
pitcher,
better
check
that
batter
Make
sure
the
candy's
in
the
Original
Wrapper
Hey,
pitcher,
better
check
that
batter
Make
sure
the
candy′s
in
the
Original
Wrapper,
hey,
hey,
hey
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