Lou Reed Beginning Of A Great Adventure
It might be great to have a kid that I could kick around a little me to fill up with thoughts A little me or he or she to fill up with my dreams a way of saying life is not a loss I'd keep the tyke away from school and tutor him myself keep him from the poison of the crowd But then again pristine isolation might not be the best idea It's not good trying to immortalize yourself Why stop at one, I might have ten, a regular TV brood I'd breed a little liberal army in the woods Just like these redneck lunatics I see at the local bar with their tribe of mutant inbred piglets with cloven hooves I'd teach them how to plant a bomb, start a fire, play guitar and if they catch a hunter, shoot him in the nuts I'd try to be as progressive as I could possibly be as long as I didn't have to try too much Susie, Jesus, Bogart, Sam Leslie, Jill and Jeff Rita, Winny, Andy, Fran and Jet Boris, Bono, Lucy, Ethel Bunny, Reg and Tom that's a lot of names to try not to forget Carrier, Marlon, Mo and Steve La Rue and Jerry Lee Eggplant, Rufus, Dummy, Star and The Glob I'd need a damn computer to keep track of all these names I hope this baby thing don't go too far Hey I hope it's true what my wife said to me She says, baby, it's the Beginning of a Great Adventure It might be fun to have a kid that I could kick around create in my own image like a god I'd raise my own pallbearers to carry me to my grave and keep me company when I'm a wizened toothless clod Some gibbering old fool sitting all alone drooling on his shirt some senile old fart playing in the dirt It might be fun to have a kid I could pass something on to something better than rage, pain, anger and hurt I hope it's true what my wife said to me She says Lou, it's the Beginning of a Great Adventure
