Words And Music: Lou Reed & John Cale



Andy It's Me, Haven't Seen You In A While

I Wished I Talked To You More When You Were Alive

I Thought You Were Self-assured When You Acted Shy

Hello It's Me

I Really Miss You, I Really Miss Your Mind

I Haven't Heard Ideas Like That In Such A Long, Long Time

I Loved To Watch You Draw And Watch You Paint

But When I Saw You Last I Turned Away



When Billy Name Was Sick And Locked Up In His Room

You Asked Me For Some Speed, I Though It Was For You

I'm Sorry That I Doubted Your Good Heart

Things Always Seem To End Before They Start



Hello It's Me, That Was A Great Gallery Show

Your Cow Wallpaper And Your Floating Silver Pillows

I Wish I Paid More Attention When They Laughed At You

Hello It's Me



"Pop Goes Pop Artist," The Headline Said

"Is Shooting A Put-on, Is Warhol Really Dead?"

You Get Less Time For Stealing A Car

I Remember Thinking As I Heard My Own Record In A Bar



They Really Hated You, Now All That's Changed

But I Have Some Resentments That Can Never Be Unmade

You Hit Me Where It Hurt I Didn't Laugh

Your Diaries Are Not A Worthy Epitaph



Oh Well Now Andy - Guess We've Got To Go

I Hope Some Way Somehow You Like This Little Show

I Know It's Late In Coming But It's The Only Way I Know

Hello It's Me - Goodnight Andy...

Goodbye, Andy