Dirty Boulevard Chords - Lou Reed






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From: jo94003@black.ox.ac.uk (G W Owen)

>G           D          A           D
>Pedro lives out of the Wiltshire Hotel
>       G      D        A       D
>He looks out a window without glass
>    G            D            A                D
>The walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet
>G           D      A    D
>His father beats him 'cos he's too tired to beg..
>
>[same throughout]
>He's got 9 brothers and sisters, they're brought up on their knees
>Its hard to run when a coathanger beats you on the thighs
>Pedro dreams of being older and killing the old man
>But thats a slim chance, he's going to the boulevard..
>
>[Chorus]
>He's going to end up on the Dirty Boulevard
>He's going out on the Dirty Boulevard
>He's going down to the Dirty Boulevard
>[chords once through]
>
>This room cost $300 a day you can believe it man its true
>Somewhere a landlords 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
>
>Give me your hungry, your tired, your poor I'll p**s on them
>That's what the statue of bigotry says
>Your poor huddled masses lets club 'em to death
>Get it over with and just dump 'em on The Boulevard
>
>[rpt Chorus]
>
>Outside it a bright night there's an opera at Lincoln Centre
>And movie stars arrive by limousine
>The kleig light shoot up over the skyline of Manhattan
>But the lights are out on the mean streets
>
>A small kid stands by the Lincoln Tunnel
>He's selling plastic roses for a buck
>The traffics backed up to 39th Street
>The TV whores are calling the cops out for a suck
>
>Back at the Wiltshire,Pedro sit there dreaming
>He's found a book on magic in a garbage can
>He looks at the pictures and stares up at the cracked cieling
>"At the count of 3" he says "I hope I can disappear"
>And fly fly away....
>
>[rpt and fade]
>
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>
>The timings pretty straight 4s  except for a burst of triplets at the
>end of each chorus...
>I hope this posts ok
>
>Gaz
>   xxxx
>--
>G W Owen (jo94003@black.ox.ac.uk)
> "There are these two women outside a shop and one of them points at the window
>  and says 'Thats the one I'd get.'
>  Then they both got eaten by a Cyclops"

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