Texty: Lou Reed. Bataclan 72. Heroin.

I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm goin' to try for the kingdom if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
Ooh babe, things aren't quite the same

When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess baby that I just don't know
Oh oh, I guess I just don't know

I have, I've made very big decision
I wish that I could nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death

You can't help me not you guys
All you girls with all your sweet, pretty talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess I just don't know
I guess that I just don't know

I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
And I, I wish that I'd sailed the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
I put on a, a sailor's suit and cap

Away from the big city where a man cannot be free
Of all the evil in this town
Oh baby, and himself and those around
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess I just don't know

Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
Then I'm better off than dead

When the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all you Jim, Jim, Jim, Jims
Everybody putting everybody else down
And all you the politicians makin' crazy sounds
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds, oh yeah

And while that heroin is in my blood
And the blood is in my head
Thank God I'm good as dead
Thank God I'm not aware
Thank God I just don't care
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't