Sally Can’t Dance Album

Artist(s): Lou Reed

Cover Art

Lou Reed Sally Can’t Dance Cover Art

Tracklist

Ride Sally Ride

length: 4:08
producer: Steve Katz and Lou Reed
recording engineer: Ralph Moss and Mike Stone
lyricist: Lou Reed
composer: Lou Reed

Sit yourself down
Bang out a tune on that grand piano
Sit yourself down
Lay languidly down upon that sofa

Ooohhh, isn’t it nice
When your heart is made out of ice

Ride, sally, ride
It’s not your time or way of confusion
Ride, sally, ride
’cause if you don’t, you’ll get a contusion

Ooohhh, isn’t it nice
When your heart is made out of ice

Sit yourself down
Take of your pants, don’t you know this is a party
Sit yourself down
Why do you think we brought all these people, miss brandy

Ooohhh, isn’t it nice
When you find your heart’s made out of ice

Ride, sally, ride
It’s not your time, it’s just your confusion
Ride, sally, ride
It’s not your time, you’ll get a contusion

Ooohhh, isn’t it nice
When you find your heart is made out of ice

(ride, sally ride)
(ride, ride, ride, ride, sally ride) ride, sally, ride
(ride, ride, ride, ride, sally ride) hey, ride, sally, ride
(ride, ride, ride, ride, sally ride) ride, sally, ride
(ride, ride, ride, ride, sally ride, oh-oh-oh, oh)
(ride, ride, ride, ride, sally ride, hey-hey-hey, hey-hey)

Animal Language

length: 3:06
producer: Steve Katz and Lou Reed
recording engineer: Ralph Moss and Mike Stone
composer: Lou Reed
lyricist: Lou Reed
Miss riley had a dog
She used to keep it in her backyard
And when the dog began to bark
All the neighbors began to shout
Then came a stormy night
Miss riley let her dog out
And when the neighbors found him ’round
They put a gun down his mouth and shot him down
And he went

Ooohhh-wow, bow-wow
Ooohhh-wow, bow-wow

Miss murphy had a cat
On her lap it sat
And once in a great big while
It looked like that cheshire cat did smile
But often it used to chase
Anything that crossed it’s face
But one day it got so hot
That cheshire cat had a blood clot
And she said

Ooohhh-meow, me-meow
Ooohhh-meow, me-meow

Meow

And then the dog met the cat
The dog was hot and the cat was wet
Then came some sweaty dude
He put a board between the two
Then they couldn’t get at it
Got frustrated all about it
So they did the only thing you could do
They took the dude’s sweat and shot it up between the two
And they said

Ooohhh-wow, bow-wow
Ooohhh-wow, bow, me, wow

Baby Face

length: 5:06
producer: Steve Katz and Lou Reed
recording engineer: Ralph Moss and Mike Stone
co-producer: Steve Katz and Lou Reed
composer: Lou Reed
lyricist: Lou Reed
Jim, livin’ with you’d not such fun
You’re not the only one
You don’t have the looks
You’re not the person that you used to be
And there are people on the street that would go for me

And I said, no, no, no, no, no
Baby face
And I said, no, no, no, no, no
Baby face

I met you in a bar in l.a.
I was not feeling so good
You did the proper moves
You did everything that you should
But now you’re making a mistake
And somebody else will take your place
You’re taking drugs off of me

And I said, no, no, no, no, no
I said now, no, no, no, no, no
I said now, no, no, no, no, no
Baby face
I said, now, no, no, no, no, no
Baby face

You’re not the kind of person
It’s easy to live with in a house
I cook all your meals
I make sure that you work out
But lately it’s been gettin’ so hard
(man, you don’t split your stash with your blood)
The way you talk, ooohhh, the way you walk
(you can keep it)
And I’m not sure exactly what it’s all about

And I said, no, no, no, no, no
Baby face
I said, now, no, no, no, no, no
Baby face
I said now, no, no, no, no
I said now, no, no, no, no
Ooohhh, baby face, ohh
No, no, baby face
No way, no, baby face
Uh, uh
(you can keep it, just keep it)

N.Y. Stars

length: 4:02
producer: Steve Katz and Lou Reed
recording engineer: Ralph Moss and Mike Stone
composer: Lou Reed
lyricist: Lou Reed
The stock is empty in our eyeball store
All we got left, a few cataracts and sores
The faggot mimic machine never had an ides
Mission impossible, they self destruct on fear
On a standard N.Y. night ghouls go to see their so called 'stars'
A fairly stupid thing, to pay five bucks for a 4th rate imitation

They say:' I'm so empty, no surface, no depth
Oh please, can't I be you, your personality's so great.'
Like new buildings, square, tall and the same
Sorry, Miss Stupid, didn't you know it was a game
I'm just waiting for them to hurry up and die
It's really getting to crowed here
Help me N.Y. stars

Contributions accepted all the same
We need new people store
Remember, we're very good at games

Kill Your Sons

length: 3:41
producer: Steve Katz and Lou Reed
recording engineer: Ralph Moss and Mike Stone
lyricist: Lou Reed
composer: Lou Reed
All your two-bit psychiatrists
Are giving you electroshock
They said, they’d let you live at home with mom and dad
Instead of mental hospitals
But every time you tried to read a book
You couldn’t get to page 17
’cause you forgot where you were
So you couldn’t even read

Don’t you know they’re gonna kill your sons
Don’t you know gonna kill, kill your sons
They’re gonna kill, kill your sons
Until they run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run away

Mom informed me on the phone
She didn’t know what to do about dad
Took an axe and broke the table
Aren’t you glad you’re married
And sister, she got married on the island
And her husband takes the train
He’s big and he’s fat
And he doesn’t even have a brain

They’re gonna kill your sons
Don’t you know they’re gonna kill, kill your sons
Don’t you know they’re gonna kill, kill your sons
Until they run away

Creedmore treated me very good
But paine whitney was even better
And when I flipped out on phc
I was so sad, I didn’t even get a letter
All of the drugs, that we took
It really was lots of fun
But when they shoot you up with thorizene on crystal smoke
You choke like a son of a gun

Don’t you know they’re gonna kill your sons
Don’t you know they’re gonna kill, kill your sons
Don’t you know they’re gonna kill, kill your sons
Until they run, run, run, run, run, run, run away

Ennui

length: 3:44
producer: Steve Katz and Lou Reed
recording engineer: Ralph Moss and Mike Stone
composer: Lou Reed
lyricist: Lou Reed
All the things you said - you thought I was dead
Everything made me feel aware
Ah, you're getting old, you're doing things
You're losing your hair
All the things that you used to believe in
Turned out to be true - you're guilty of reason

You're the kind of person that I could do without
And certain kinds of money would make you see what it's all about
There's a first time for everything
There's a first one's on me, don't you see

All of the things that your old lover said
Look at them, they jump out of windows
And now they're just dead
It's the truth, don't you realize

Faded without any talent of fun
Running out in the streets, balling everyone
It's the truth, It's the truth

Pick up the pieces that make up your life
Maybe some day you'll have a wife and them alimony
Oh, can't you see

Sally Can’t Dance

length: 4:13
producer: Steve Katz and Lou Reed
recording engineer: Ralph Moss and Mike Stone
composer: Lou Reed
lyricist: Lou Reed
Sally dances on the floor
she says that she can't do it anymore
She walks down St. Marks Place
and eats natural food at my place

Now Sally can't dance no more
she can't get off of the floor
Sally can't dance no more
they found her in the trunk of a Ford
ooohhh, she can't dance no more

Sally is loosing her face
she lives on St. Marks Place
In a rent-controlled apartment, eighty dollars a month
she has lots of fun, she has lots of fun, but

Sally can't dance no more, ooohhh
Sally can't dance no more
She took too much meth and can't get off the floor
now Sally, she can't dance no more

She was the first girl in the neighborhood
to wear tied-dyed pants, ah, like she should
She was the first girl that I ever seen
that had flowers painted on her jeans
She was the first girl in her neighborhood
who got raped on Tompkins Square, real good
Now she wears a sword, like Napoleon
and she kills the boys and acts like a son

Sally can't dance no more, ooohhh, now
Sally can't dance no more
She can't get herself off the floor, ah, huh
Sally, ooohhh, she can't dance no more

Watch this, now

Sally became a big model
she moved up to eighties and park
She had a studio apartment
and that's where she used to ball, folk singers
and that's where she used to ball, folk singers, but

Sally, she can't dance no more
Sally, she can't dance no more
Sally can't get herself off of the floor
now, Sally, she can't dance no more
(Sally can't dance)
(Sally can't dance)

She knew all the really right people
she went to Le Jardin
She danced with Picasso's illegitimate mistress
and wore Kenneth Lane jewels, really it's trash, but

Sally can't dance no more, ooohhh
Sally can't dance no more
She can't get herself off of the floor
now, Sally, ooohhh, she can't dance no more, no more
Dance, no more can't ...
(Sally can't dance, Sally can't dance)
(Sally can't dance, Sally can't dance)
(Sally can't dance, Sally can't dance)
(Sally can't dance, Sally can't dance)
... repeat and fade out

Billy

length: 5:07
producer: Steve Katz and Lou Reed
recording engineer: Ralph Moss and Mike Stone
composer: Lou Reed
lyricist: Lou Reed
Billy was a good friend of mine
We grew up together ever since we were nine
We went to school, he was my best friend
And I thought our friendship would never end

In highschool he played football
And me, I didn't do anything at all
He made touch-downs, while I played pool
And no one could figure out, which one of us was the fool

Then we both went to collage
He studied medicine, while I studied foilage
He got "A's", and I got "D's"
He was going for his P.H.D.
The I decided to drop out
Then I decided to drop out
Things were getting a little to hot

Billy stayed there, became an intern, then a doctor
Then war broke out and he had to go
But not me, I was mentally unfit or so they say, so, so

When he came back, he wasn't quite the same
His nerves were shot, but not me
Last time I saw him, I couldn't take it anymore
He wasn't the Billy I knew, it was like talking to a door

Billy was a friend of mine
I grew up with him ever since we were nine
We went together to school
And now I often wonder, which one of us was the fool