• It's like when people decribe themselves as a bit 'craaazzzzyyyy' or a bit 'funky'...when in actual fact they're just really normal people who like to make fools of themselves in public from time to time. :)

    Halloween Parade

    There's a down town fairy singing out Proud Mary

        as she cruises Christopher Street
        And some Southern Queen is acting loud and mean
        where the docks and the Badlands meet
        This Halloween is something to be sure
        Especially to be here without you
    

    There's a Greta Garbo and an Alfred Hitchcock

        and some black Jamaican stud
        There's five Cinderellas and some leather drags
        I almost fell into my mug
        There's a Crawford, Davis and a tacky Cary Grant
        And some Homeboys lookin' for trouble 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'll never see those faces again
        This Halloween is something to be sure
        Especially to be here without you
    

    There's the Born Again Losers and the Lavender Boozers

        and some crack team from Washington Heights
        The boys from Avenue B and the girls from Avenue D
        a Tinkerbell in tights
        This celebration somehow get me down
        Especially when I see you're not around
    

    There's no Peter Pedantic saying things romantic

        in Latin, Greek or Spic
        There's no Three bananas or Brandy Alexander
        dishing all their tricks
        It's a different feeling that I have today
        Especially when I know you've gone away
    

    There's a girl from Soho with a teeshirt saying I Blow

        she's with the jive five 2 plus 3
        And the girls for pay dates are giving cut rates
        or else doing it for free
        The past keeps knock, knock, knocking on my door
        And I don't want to hear it anymore
    

    No consolations please for feelin' 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 Halloween Parade
        At the Halloween parade 
        At the Halloween parade 
        See you next year, at the Halloween parade
    

    Lou Reed

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