Текст Lou Reed – Underneath The Bottle

Ooohhh-wheee, look at me
looking for some sympathy
It’s the same old story –
– of a man and his search for glory

Things are never good, things go from bad to weird
hey gimme another scotch with my beer
I’m sad to say –
– I feel the same today as I always do
gimme a drink to relax me

Ooohhh-wheee, liquor set free
I can’t do no work, the shake’s inside me
Ahhh, shucks
I got the lousiest luck, I’m sick of this
underneath the bottle

Seven days make a week, on two of them I sleep
I can’t remember what the heck I was doing
I got bruise on my leg –
– from I can’t remember when
I fell down some stairs, I was lyin’ underneath the bottle

Ooohhh 0wheee, son of a B.
you get so down, you can’t get any lower
So long world, you play too rough
and it’s getting me all mixed up
I lost my pride and it’s hiddin’ there underneath the bottle