Chords for Lou Reed - Dirty Blvd. (live 1998)
Tempo:
111.05 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
G
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] Pedro lives out at the Wilshire Hotel, looks [G] out a window [D] without glass.
[A]
[D] Walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet, the old [G] man beats, [A] because he's too proud to beg.
He's got nine brothers and sisters, they're brought up on their knees.
Hard to [G] run when a coat hanger hits [D] you on the thighs.
[A]
Pedro dreams being older, killing the old man.
Slim chance he's going to the boulevard.
Get it [G] out.
[D] To the dirty boulevard I'm going down.
To the dirty boulevard, take it out.
To the dirty boulevard I'm going down.
This room costs $2,000 a month.
You believe it baby, it's true.
Somewhere there's a landlord laughing till he wets his pants.
No one dreams of being a doctor, lawyer, or [A] anything.
[D] They just dream of dealing on [A] the boulevard.
Give me your hungry, your tired, your poor piss on em.
[D]
That's what the statue of bigotry says.
Ah, your poor [A] huddled masses, why don't we just go clubbing [D] to death.
[E] Get it over with.
Come from on the [A] boulevard.
[D]
To the dirty boulevard I'm going [G] down.
[D] To the dirty boulevard, going out.
To the dirty boulevard I'm [G] going down.
[D] [A]
Outside it's a bright night.
There's an opera [D] room in the center while the movie stars rhyme by the disease.
The Klee Glyde shoot out over the Manhattan skyline.
[G] But the lights are [D] out in the main [A] street.
The streets are crazy.
[G] A small kid stands [A] by the Lincoln Tunnel.
Selling plastic roses for a buck.
[D] Traffic's backed up to [A] 39th Street.
[E] The TV [G] whores are calling [D] the cops out against the [D] law.
Back at the wheel, shitpitcher says they're [A] dreaming.
A store [G] book, a magic, [D] and a garbage [A] can.
[D] Looks at the pictures, [A] looks up at the crack window.
Says by the count of three I hope I can [A]
disappear.
[D] And fly, fly away.
From this dirty boulevard I want to fly.
[D] To the dirty boulevard, fly away.
To the dirty boulevard I want to fly.
To the [A] dirty boulevard, fly [G] away.
[D] Fly, fly, [A] fly away, fly [D] away.
[D]
Oh, fly away, fly [G] away.
[D]
Fly [G] away from the [A] dirty boulevard.
[D] [E]
[A]
[D] Walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet, the old [G] man beats, [A] because he's too proud to beg.
He's got nine brothers and sisters, they're brought up on their knees.
Hard to [G] run when a coat hanger hits [D] you on the thighs.
[A]
Pedro dreams being older, killing the old man.
Slim chance he's going to the boulevard.
Get it [G] out.
[D] To the dirty boulevard I'm going down.
To the dirty boulevard, take it out.
To the dirty boulevard I'm going down.
This room costs $2,000 a month.
You believe it baby, it's true.
Somewhere there's a landlord laughing till he wets his pants.
No one dreams of being a doctor, lawyer, or [A] anything.
[D] They just dream of dealing on [A] the boulevard.
Give me your hungry, your tired, your poor piss on em.
[D]
That's what the statue of bigotry says.
Ah, your poor [A] huddled masses, why don't we just go clubbing [D] to death.
[E] Get it over with.
Come from on the [A] boulevard.
[D]
To the dirty boulevard I'm going [G] down.
[D] To the dirty boulevard, going out.
To the dirty boulevard I'm [G] going down.
[D] [A]
Outside it's a bright night.
There's an opera [D] room in the center while the movie stars rhyme by the disease.
The Klee Glyde shoot out over the Manhattan skyline.
[G] But the lights are [D] out in the main [A] street.
The streets are crazy.
[G] A small kid stands [A] by the Lincoln Tunnel.
Selling plastic roses for a buck.
[D] Traffic's backed up to [A] 39th Street.
[E] The TV [G] whores are calling [D] the cops out against the [D] law.
Back at the wheel, shitpitcher says they're [A] dreaming.
A store [G] book, a magic, [D] and a garbage [A] can.
[D] Looks at the pictures, [A] looks up at the crack window.
Says by the count of three I hope I can [A]
disappear.
[D] And fly, fly away.
From this dirty boulevard I want to fly.
[D] To the dirty boulevard, fly away.
To the dirty boulevard I want to fly.
To the [A] dirty boulevard, fly [G] away.
[D] Fly, fly, [A] fly away, fly [D] away.
[D]
Oh, fly away, fly [G] away.
[D]
Fly [G] away from the [A] dirty boulevard.
[D] [E]
Key:
D
A
G
E
D
A
G
E
_ _ _ [A] Pedro lives out at the Wilshire Hotel, _ looks [G] out a window [D] without glass.
[A] _ _
[D] _ _ _ Walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet, the old [G] man beats, [A] because he's too proud to beg. _
He's got nine brothers and sisters, they're brought up on their knees.
Hard to [G] run when a coat hanger hits [D] you on the thighs.
[A] _ _
_ Pedro dreams being older, killing the old man. _
Slim chance he's going to the boulevard.
_ Get it [G] out.
_ _ [D] To the dirty boulevard I'm going down.
_ To the dirty boulevard, take it out.
_ To the dirty boulevard I'm going down. _ _ _ _ _ _
This room costs $2,000 a month.
You believe it baby, it's true.
Somewhere there's a landlord laughing till he wets his pants.
No _ one dreams of being a doctor, lawyer, or [A] anything.
[D] They just dream of dealing on [A] the boulevard. _ _
Give me your hungry, your tired, your poor piss on em.
[D] _
That's what the statue of bigotry says. _ _
Ah, your poor [A] huddled masses, why don't we just go clubbing [D] to death.
[E] Get it over with.
Come from on the [A] boulevard.
_ [D] _
_ _ _ _ To the dirty boulevard I'm going [G] down.
_ [D] _ To the dirty boulevard, going out.
_ To the dirty boulevard I'm [G] going down.
_ _ [D] _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ Outside it's a bright night.
There's an opera [D] room in the center while the movie stars rhyme by the disease. _ _
_ The Klee Glyde shoot out over the Manhattan skyline.
_ [G] But the lights are [D] out in the main [A] street.
The streets are crazy. _
_ [G] A small kid stands [A] by the Lincoln Tunnel. _
_ Selling plastic roses for a buck. _
_ _ [D] Traffic's backed up to [A] 39th Street.
_ [E] _ The TV [G] whores are calling [D] the cops out against the [D] law.
Back at the wheel, shitpitcher says they're [A] dreaming.
_ A store [G] book, a magic, [D] and a garbage [A] can.
_ [D] _ Looks at the pictures, [A] looks up at the crack window.
Says by the count of three I hope I can [A]
disappear.
_ [D] And fly, fly away. _ _
From this dirty boulevard I want to fly. _
[D] To the dirty boulevard, fly away. _ _
To the dirty boulevard I want to fly. _
To the [A] dirty boulevard, fly [G] away.
[D] Fly, fly, [A] fly away, fly [D] away.
_ _ [D]
Oh, fly away, fly [G] away.
_ [D] _ _
_ _ Fly [G] away from the [A] dirty _ boulevard.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _
[D] _ _ _ Walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet, the old [G] man beats, [A] because he's too proud to beg. _
He's got nine brothers and sisters, they're brought up on their knees.
Hard to [G] run when a coat hanger hits [D] you on the thighs.
[A] _ _
_ Pedro dreams being older, killing the old man. _
Slim chance he's going to the boulevard.
_ Get it [G] out.
_ _ [D] To the dirty boulevard I'm going down.
_ To the dirty boulevard, take it out.
_ To the dirty boulevard I'm going down. _ _ _ _ _ _
This room costs $2,000 a month.
You believe it baby, it's true.
Somewhere there's a landlord laughing till he wets his pants.
No _ one dreams of being a doctor, lawyer, or [A] anything.
[D] They just dream of dealing on [A] the boulevard. _ _
Give me your hungry, your tired, your poor piss on em.
[D] _
That's what the statue of bigotry says. _ _
Ah, your poor [A] huddled masses, why don't we just go clubbing [D] to death.
[E] Get it over with.
Come from on the [A] boulevard.
_ [D] _
_ _ _ _ To the dirty boulevard I'm going [G] down.
_ [D] _ To the dirty boulevard, going out.
_ To the dirty boulevard I'm [G] going down.
_ _ [D] _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ Outside it's a bright night.
There's an opera [D] room in the center while the movie stars rhyme by the disease. _ _
_ The Klee Glyde shoot out over the Manhattan skyline.
_ [G] But the lights are [D] out in the main [A] street.
The streets are crazy. _
_ [G] A small kid stands [A] by the Lincoln Tunnel. _
_ Selling plastic roses for a buck. _
_ _ [D] Traffic's backed up to [A] 39th Street.
_ [E] _ The TV [G] whores are calling [D] the cops out against the [D] law.
Back at the wheel, shitpitcher says they're [A] dreaming.
_ A store [G] book, a magic, [D] and a garbage [A] can.
_ [D] _ Looks at the pictures, [A] looks up at the crack window.
Says by the count of three I hope I can [A]
disappear.
_ [D] And fly, fly away. _ _
From this dirty boulevard I want to fly. _
[D] To the dirty boulevard, fly away. _ _
To the dirty boulevard I want to fly. _
To the [A] dirty boulevard, fly [G] away.
[D] Fly, fly, [A] fly away, fly [D] away.
_ _ [D]
Oh, fly away, fly [G] away.
_ [D] _ _
_ _ Fly [G] away from the [A] dirty _ boulevard.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _