Lou Reed
My Old Man

When I was a young boy in Brooklyn
going to public school
During recess in the concrete playground
they lined us up by twos
In alphabetical order, Reagan, Reed and Russo
I still remember the names
And stickball and stoopball were the only games
that we played

And I wanted to be like my old man
I, I wanted to grow up just like my old man
I wanted to be like my old man

I wanted to dress like, I wanted to be just like
I wanted to act like my old man
I wanted to be like, I wanted to act like
I wanted to be just like my old man

And then like everyone else I started to grow
And I didn't want to be like my father anymore
I was sick of his bullying
and having to hide under a desk on the floor
And when he beat my mother
it made me so mad I could choke

And I didn't want to be like my old man
I, I didn't even want to look like my old man
I didn't even want to seem like my old man

A son watches his father, being cruel to his mother
and makes a vow to return only when
He is so much richer, in every way so much bigger that -
- the old man will never hit anyone again

Like my old man (just like my old man)
like my old man
Like my old man (just like my old man)
like my old man
and can you believe what he said to me
he said, "Lou, act like a man" (walk like a man)
Why don't you act just like a man
act like your daddy, act like a man (just like my old man)
Oh, why don't you act just like a man
like your old man (walk like a man)
(Just like my old man)
(Just like my old man)





Mirror lyrics:




(Just like my old man)
(Just like my old man)
like your old man (walk like a man)
Oh, why don't you act just like a man
act like your daddy, act like a man (just like my old man)
Why don't you act just like a man
he said, "Lou, act like a man" (walk like a man)
and can you believe what he said to me
like my old man
Like my old man (just like my old man)
like my old man
Like my old man (just like my old man)

- the old man will never hit anyone again
He is so much richer, in every way so much bigger that -
and makes a vow to return only when
A son watches his father, being cruel to his mother

I didn't even want to seem like my old man
I, I didn't even want to look like my old man
And I didn't want to be like my old man

it made me so mad I could choke
And when he beat my mother
and having to hide under a desk on the floor
I was sick of his bullying
And I didn't want to be like my father anymore
And then like everyone else I started to grow

I wanted to be just like my old man
I wanted to be like, I wanted to act like
I wanted to act like my old man
I wanted to dress like, I wanted to be just like

I wanted to be like my old man
I, I wanted to grow up just like my old man
And I wanted to be like my old man

that we played
And stickball and stoopball were the only games
I still remember the names
In alphabetical order, Reagan, Reed and Russo
they lined us up by twos
During recess in the concrete playground
going to public school
When I was a young boy in Brooklyn


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