Open House — текст песни (John Cale)

Words and music: lou reed & john cale



Please

Come over to 81st street Im in the apartment above the bar

You know you cant miss it, its across from the subway

And the tacky store with the mylar scarves



My skins as pale as outdoors moon

My hairs silver like a tiffany watch

I like lots of people around me but dont kiss hello

And please dont touch



Its a czechoslovakian custom my mother passed on to me

The way to make friends andy is invite them up for tea

Open house, open house



Ive got a lot of cats, heres my favorite

Shes lady called sam

I made a paper doll of her - you can have it

Thats what I did when I had st.vitus dance

Its a czechoslovakian custom my mother pased on to me

Give people little presents so they remember me

Open house, open house



Someone bring the vegetables, someone please bring heat

My mother showed up yesterday, we need something to eat

I think I got a job today they want me to draw shoes

The ones I drew were old and used

They told me - draw something new

Open house, open house



Fly me to the moon, fly me to a star

But there are no stars in the new york sky

Theyre all on the ground

You scared yourself with music, I scared myself with paint

It almost made me faint

Open house, open house