Walk on the Wild Side (Lou Reed song) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Fortunately, though I am old, I have not distanced myself from those deemed ‘young.’
Therefore, I know of which I speak.
Quick run down:
Several piercings before piercings were made accountable by the mainstream public. Several tattoos from various parts of seedy little run down towns dotting the Southeastern seaboard. Many scars of which I have been made stronger. And, a liberally maladjusted attitude in which I say, ‘does not play well with others.’
What is the difference between an Oreo and a Vanilla Wafer? Not a fuckin’ thing! What is the difference between you and I? Black and white? Gay or straight? Avant-garde or Dick and Jane?
I heard a song today in the bowels of a kennel to which I am fortunate enough to occasionally let the animals know, I’m okay your okay. It was there I heard the old turn new again.
I asked my co-worker/nonconformist friend;
“Who the hell is that? I love that song.”
Marilyn Manson had been the answer.
“Oh, yes, good ole Marilyn.”
I knew someone who listened to Mr. Manson to be different for they had been straight as the edge of their not well intentioned college diploma. She dismayed me with vain stabs at conformity outside the box. [contact-form]
But the truly unusual have been given a bad rap since the day of the written word.
They have been the Einstein’s, the Capote’s, the Martin, Luther and John’s.
Tonight I feel like singing and listening and reveling in my uniqueness for it has given me my pride and my ‘zing’, my ying and my yang.
Marilyn is my age…go figure. Yet, he reminded me of another born unto ‘does not fit into any label’ artist; Louis Reed.
I will sit back and download Marilyn’s song and add to my music list along with Lou.
I will dunk my Oreo cookie in a big vat of milk and think:
Imagination is far more powerful than knowledge!
The drugs they say make us feel so hollow We love in vain narcissistic and so shallow The cops and queers to swim you have to swallow Hate today, no love for tomorrow
We’re all stars now in the dope show
We’re all stars now in the dope showThere’s a lot of pretty, pretty ones That want to get you high But all the pretty, pretty ones Will leave you low and blow your mind
We’re all stars now in the dope show
We’re all stars now in the dope showThey love you when you’re on all the covers
When you’re not then they love anotherThe drugs they say are made in California We love your face We’d really like to sell you The cops and queers make good-looking models I hate today Who will I wake up with tomorrow?
They love you when you’re on all the covers
When you’re not then they love anotherThey’ll blow your mind
We’re all stars now in the dope show
We’re all stars now in the dope show
Walk on the Wild Side
Holly came from Miami, Florida Hitch-hiked her way across the U.S.A.
Plucked her eyebrows on the way Shaved her legs and then he was a she.
She says, “Hey, babe Take a walk on the wild side“
She said, “Hey, honey Take a walk on the wild side”
Candy came from out on the Island In the back room she was everybody’s darling.
But she never lost her head Even when she was giving head.
She says, “Hey, babe Take a walk on the wild side”Said, “Hey, babe Take a walk on the wild side” And the colored girls go “Doo do doo do doo do do doo …”
Little Joe never once gave it away.
Everybody had to pay and pay. A hustle here and a hustle there New York City’s the place where they said, “Hey, babe Take a walk on the wild side”
I said, “Hey, Joe take a walk on the wild side”
Sugar Plum Fairy came and hit the streets.
Looking for soul food and a place to eat.
Went to the Apollo.
You should’ve seen them go, go, go.
They said, “Hey, sugar take a walk on the wild side.”
I said, “Hey, babe take a walk on the wild side.”
Jackie is just speeding away.
Thought she was James Dean for a day.
Then I guess she had to crash.
Valium would have helped that bash.
Said, “Hey, babe take a walk on the wild side.”
I said, “Hey, honey take a walk on the wild side.”
And the colored girls say
“doo do doo do doo do do doo …”
GOD BLESS THE FREAKS EVERYWHERE
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