Kill Your Sons

#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author’s own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study scholarship or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------# # Date: Tue 11 Nov 1997 21:47:32 +0100 > Subject: Kill Your Sons by Lou Reed Date d’envoi:   dimanche 11 novembre 1997 21:40 Objet:  Kill_your_sons by Lou Reed " Kill Your Sons " by Lou Reed           <#...#><#...> All your two-bit psychiatrists are giving you electro shock They say they let you live at home with mom and dad Instead of mental hospital But everytime 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 they’re 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 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 They’re gonna kill kill your sons Until they run run run run run run run run away