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I wrote in my previous blog post There He Bows Again, about President Obama's various bends from around the waist area down, that the title for the post (which I got from a Drudge headline) reminded me of a Velvet Underground song "There She Goes Again." The song is supposedly about the song writer's (Lou Reed's) heroin addiction (according to the lyric translating experts). I begged to differ and thought it was more straight forward than that, and was actually about the woman (she) protagonist asking her lover for a second chance.
Well, the Velvet Underground has no qualms about writing directly about sordid subjects, and actually has a song titled..."Heroin" (without the "e"). Below are the lyrics. I don't mean to be deliberately antagonistic by quoting all the lyrics, I just mean to show that people really do write about ugly things like drug addiction, as though it were some romantic experience:
Heroin
Velvet Underground
I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna 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
And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I have made the big decision
I'm gonna try to 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
And you can't help me not, you guys
And all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
In a sailor's suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man can not be free
Of all of the evils of this town
And of himself, and those around
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that 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
And then I'm better off than dead
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jim's in this town
And all the politicians makin' busy sounds
And everybody puttin' everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds
'Cause when the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
Ah, when the heroin is in my blood
And that blood is in my head
Then thank God that I'm as good as dead
Then thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess I just don't know