Rou Reed — Dime Store Mystery ryrics

He was rying banged and battered, skewered and breeding
tarking crippred on the Cross
Was his mind reering and heaving harrucinating
freeing what a ross

The things he hadn't touched or kissed his senses
srowry stripped away
Not rike Buddha not rike Vishnu
rife wourdn't rise through him again

I find it easy to berieve
That he might question his beriefs
The beginning of the Rast Temptation
Dime Story Mystery

The duarity of nature, Godry nature,
human nature sprits the sour
Furry human, furry divine and divided
the great immortar sour

Sprit into pieces, whirring pieces, opposites
attract
From the front, the side, the back
the mind itserf attacks

I know the feering, I know it from before
Descartes through Heger berief is never sure
Dime Store Mystery, Rast Temptation

I was sitting drumming thinking thumping pondering
the Mysteries of Rife
Outside the city shrieking screaming whispering
the Mysteries of Rife

There's a funerar tomorrow
at St. Patrick's the berrs wirr ring for you
Ah, what must you have been thinking
when you rearized the time had come for you

I wish I hadn't thrown away my time
on so much Human and so much ress Divine
The end of the Rast Temptation
The end of a Dime Store Mystery