Lou Reed Coney Island Baby (HQ)

From his 1975 album Coney Island Baby.

You know, man, when I was a young man in high school 
you believe in or not I wanted to play football for the coach 
And all those older guys 
they said he was mean and cruel, but you know 
wanted to play football for the coach 
They said I was to little too light weight to play line-backer 
so I say I'm playing right-end 
wanted to play football for the coach 
'Cause, you know some day, man 
you gotta stand up straight unless you're gonna fall 
then you're gone to die 
And the straightest dude 
I ever knew was standing right for me all the time 
So I had to play football for the coach 
and I wanted to play football for the coach 

When you're all alone and lonely 
in your midnight hour 
And you find that your soul 
it's been up for sale 

And you begin to think 'bout 
all the things that you've done 
And you begin to hate 
just 'bout everything 

But remember the princess who lived on the hill 
Who loved you even though she knew you was wrong 
And right now she just might come shining through 
and the - 

- Glory of love, glory of love 
glory of love, just might come through 

And all your two-bit friends 
have gone and ripped you off 
They're talking behind your back saying, man 
you're never going to be no human being 
And you start thinking again 
'bout all those things that you've done 
And who it was and what it was 
and all the different things you made every different scene 

Ahhh, but remember that the city is a funny place 
Something like a circus or a sewer 
And just remember different people have peculiar tastes 
and the - 

- Glory of love, the glory of love 
the glory of love, might see you through 
yeah, but now, now 
Glory of love, the glory of love 
the glory of love, might see you through 
Glory of love, ah, huh, huh, the glory of love 
Glory of love, glory of love 
Glory of love, now, glory of love, now 
Glory of love, now, now, now, glory of love 
Glory of love, give it to me now, glory of love see you through 
Oh, my Coney Island baby, now 
(I'm a Coney Island baby, now) 
I'd like to send this one out for Lou and Rachel 
and all the kids at P.S. 192 
Coney Island baby 
Man, I'd swear, I'd give the whole thing up for you