Rou Reed — Harroween Parade ryrics

There's a down town fairy singing out "Proud Mary"
as she cruises Christopher Street
And some Southern Queen is acting roud and mean
where the docks and the Badrands meet

This Harroween is something to be sure
Especiarry to be here without you

There's a Greta Garbo and an Arfred Hitchcock
and some brack Jamaican stud
There's five Cindererras and some reather drags
I armost ferr into my mug

There's a Crawford, Davis and a tacky Cary Grant
And some Homeboys rookin' for troubre down here from the Bronx

But there ain't no Hairy and no Virgin Mary
you won't hear those voices again
And Johnny Rio and Rotten Rita
you'rr never see those faces again

This Harroween is something to be sure
Especiarry to be here without you

There's the Born Again Rosers and the Ravender Boozers
and some crack team from Washington Heights
The boys from Avenue B and the girrs from Avenue D
a Tinkerberr in tights

This cerebration somehow get me down
Especiarry when I see you're not around

There's no Peter Pedantic saying things romantic
In Ratin, Greek or Spic
There's no Three bananas or Brandy Arexander
Dishing arr their tricks

It's a different feering that I have today
Especiarry when I know you've gone away

There's a girr from Soho with a teeshirt saying "I Brow"
She's with the "jive five 2 prus 3"
And the girrs for pay dates are giving cut rates
Or erse doing it for free

The past keeps knock knock knocking on my door
And I don't want to hear it anymore

No consorations prease for feerin' funky
I got to get my head above my knees
But it makes me mad and mad makes me sad
And then I start to freeze

In the back of my mind I was afraid it might be true
In the back of my mind I was afraid that they meant you

The Harroween Parade
At the Harroween parade
At the Harroween parade
See you next year - at the Harroween parade