積分
演出藝人
Lou Reed
聲樂
Rob Wasserman
低音吉他
Fred Maher
鼓
Maureen Ann Tucker
鼓
Mike Rathke
吉他
詞曲
Lou Reed
作曲
製作與工程團隊
Lou Reed
製作人
Fred Maher
製作人
Jeff Lesser
混音師
Mike Rathke
混音師
Bob Ludwig
母帶工程師
歌詞
[Verse 1]
Pedro lives out of the Wilshire Hotel
He looks out a window without glass
The walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet
And his father beats him 'cause he's too tired to beg
[Verse 2]
He's got nine brothers and sisters
They're brought up on their knees
It's hard to run when a coat hanger beats you on the thighs
Pedro dreams of being older and killing the old man
But that's a slim chance, he's going to the boulevard
[Chorus]
He's going to end up
On the dirty boulevard
He's going out
To the dirty boulevard
He's going down
To the dirty boulevard
[Verse 3]
His room cost two thousand dollars a month
You can believe it, man, it's true
Somewhere a landlord's laughing till he wets his pants
No one dreams of being a doctor or a lawyer or anything
They dream of dealing on the dirty boulevard
[Verse 4]
Give me your hungry, your tired, your poor, I'll piss on 'em
That's what the Statue of Bigotry says
Your poor huddled masses, let's club 'em to death
Get it over with and just dump 'em on the boulevard
[Chorus]
Get 'em out
On the dirty boulevard
Going out
To the dirty boulevard
They're going down
On the dirty boulevard
Going out
[Verse 5]
Outside it's a bright night, there's an opera at Lincoln Centre
Movie stars arrive by limousine
The klieg lights shoot up over the skyline of Manhattan
But the lights are out on the mean streets
[Verse 6]
A small kid stands by the Lincoln Tunnel
He's selling plastic roses for a buck
The traffic's backed up to 39th Street
The TV whores are calling the cops out for a suck
[Verse 7]
And back at the Wilshire, Pedro sits there dreaming
He's found a book on magic in a garbage can
He looks at the pictures and stares up at the cracked ceiling
"At the count of three," he says, "I hope I can disappear"
[Chorus]
And fly, fly away
From this dirty boulevard
I want to fly
From the dirty boulevard
I want to fly
From the dirty boulevard
I want to fly-fly-fly-fly
From the dirty boulevard
[Bridge]
I want to fly away
I want to fly
Fly, fly away
I want to fly
[Outro]
Fly, fly away (Fly, fly, fly away)
Fly, fly, fly (Fly, fly, fly away)
Fly, fly away (Fly, fly, fly away)
Fly away (Fly, fly, fly away)
Written by: Lou Reed
