Lou Reed
Kill Your Sons

All your two-bit psychiatrists
are giving you electric shocks
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 THC
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 thorizine 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





Mirror lyrics:




until they run, run, run, run, run, run, run away
Don't you know they're gonna kill, kill your sons
don't you know they're gonna kill, kill your sons
Don't you know they're gonna kill your sons

you choke like a son of a gun
But when they shoot you up with thorizine on crystal smoke
it really was lots of fun
All of the drugs, that we took
I was so sad, I didn't even get a letter
And when I flipped out on THC
but Paine Whitney was even better
Creedmore treated me very good

until they run away
Don't you know they're gonna kill, kill your sons
don't you know they're gonna kill, kill your sons
They're gonna kill your sons

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

until they run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run away
They're gonna kill, kill your sons
don't you know gonna kill, kill your sons
Don't you know they're gonna kill your sons

so you couldn't even read
'Cause you forgot where you were
you couldn't get to page 17
But every time you tried to read a book
instead of mental hospitals
They said, they'd let you live at home with mom and dad
are giving you electric shocks
All your two-bit psychiatrists


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