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Sick of You Lyrics

from New York

"Sick of You" is track #8 on the album New York. It was written by Lou Reed.
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I was up in the mornin' with the TV blarin'
Brush my teeth, sittin' watchin' the news
All the beaches were closed
The ocean was a Red Sea
But there was no one there to part in two
There was no fresh salad
'Cause there's hypos in the cabbage
Staten Island disappeared at noon
And they say the Midwest is in great distress
And NASA blew up the moon

The ozone layer has no ozone anymore
And you're gonna leave me for the guy next door
I'm sick of you
I'm sick of you

They arrested the Mayor for an illegal favor
Sold the Empire State to Japan
And Oliver North married William Secord
And gave birth to a little Tehran
And the Ayatollah bought a nuclear warship
If he dies he wants to go out in style
And there's nothin' to eat
That don't carry of the stink
Of some human waste dumped in the Nile

We one thing is certainly true
No one here knows what to do
And I'm sick of you
I'm sick of you

The radio said, "There were 400 dead
In some small town in Arkansas"
Some whacked out trucker
Drove into a nuclear reactor
Killed everybody he saw
Now he's on Morton Downey
And he's glowin' and shinin'
Doctors say this is a medical advance
They say the bad makes the good
And there's somethin' to be learned
In every human experience

Well I know one thing that really is true
This here's a zoo and the keeper ain't you
And I'm sick of it
I'm sick of you

They ordained the trumps
And then he got the mumps
And died bein' treated at Mt. Sinai
And my best friend Bill
Died from a poison pill
Some wired doctor prescribed for stress
My arms and legs are shrunk
The food all has lumps
They discovered some animal
No one's ever seen
It was an inside trader
Eating a rubber tire
After runnin' over Rudy Giuliani

They say the President's dead
No one can find his head
It's been missin' now for weeks
But no one noticed it
He had seemed so fit
And I'm sick of it
I'm sick of you
I'm so sick of you
Bye, bye, bye

Bye, bye, bye

Songwriters
LOU REED

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