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Vodka, Lou Reed, Urban Cry
You can take the man
But you can't take the music
He was New York
We were his disciples
Cold winter night
I raise a glass
Chilled vodka up
In a martini glass
Urban battle cry
Lou Reed
Early rap pioneer
Listen, learn, rejoice
But you can't take the music
He was New York
We were his disciples
Cold winter night
I raise a glass
Chilled vodka up
In a martini glass
Urban battle cry
Lou Reed
Early rap pioneer
Listen, learn, rejoice
Published 18th Feb 2014
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Indeed, he didn't sugarcoat much. Just put it out there.
I dont people to forget his brilliance.
Thanks Crim
I dont people to forget his brilliance.
Thanks Crim
Oookay. Googled Lou Reed. Implies that I didn't know him before :-(. But now I can say, too, that your poem's a great tribute to him!
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20th Feb 2014 1:23pm
Cool piece on hot times ... I just watched a doc on Gil Scott-Heron - deep!
20th Feb 2014 1:31pm
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