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  • Written by Lou Reed & Mike Rathke

    Well, you covered your tracks
    And now I can't see you
    You had your ashes scattered at sea
    There's no grave to visit, no tombstone to look at
    You were in the New York Times obituary
    There's no record, no tape, no book, no movie
    Some photographs and some memories
    Sometimes I dial your phone number by mistake
    And this is what I hear:
    This is no longer a working number, baby
    Please redial your call
    This is no longer a working number
    Your party doesn't live here anymore
    This is no longer a working number
    If you still require help
    Stay on the line, and an operator
    Will try to bail you out

    I knew I should have seen you that Thursday
    I knew I shouldn't have left
    But you sounded so good, your spirits so up
    I thought I'd see you next week
    I say over and over if I had half a brain
    If I had half a brain in my head
    I wouldn't sit here, dialing a wrong number
    And listening to what some recording said
    This is no longer a working number
    Please redial your call
    This is no longer a working number
    Your party doesn't live here anymore
    This is no longer a working number
    But if you still require help
    Stay on the line, and an operator
    Will try to bail you out

    I knew I should have written, written things down
    I always say I'll never forget
    Who can forget a one-eyed pilot?
    Who's a concert pianist?
    A painter, a poet, songwriter supreme
    My friends are blending in my head
    They're melting into one great spirit
    And that spirit isn't dead
    Now, I may not remember everything that you said
    But I remember all the sings you've done
    And not a day goes by, not an hour
    When I don't try to be like you
    You were gassed, stoked, and rarin' to go
    And you were that way all the time
    So I guess you know why I'm laughing at myselves
    Every time I dial the wrong line
    This is no longer a working number, baby
    This is no longer a working number

  • [00:00.718]Written by Lou Reed & Mike Rathke
    [00:06.204]
    [00:13.362]Well, you covered your tracks
    [00:15.556]And now I can't see you
    [00:16.914]You had your ashes scattered at sea
    [00:20.023]There's no grave to visit, no tombstone to look at
    [00:23.393]You were in the New York Times obituary
    [00:26.919]There's no record, no tape, no book, no movie
    [00:30.420]Some photographs and some memories
    [00:33.815]Sometimes I dial your phone number by mistake
    [00:37.237]And this is what I hear:
    [00:40.738]This is no longer a working number, baby
    [00:44.160]Please redial your call
    [00:47.504]This is no longer a working number
    [00:50.769]Your party doesn't live here anymore
    [00:54.295]This is no longer a working number
    [00:57.535]If you still require help
    [01:00.983]Stay on the line, and an operator
    [01:04.222]Will try to bail you out
    [01:06.338]
    [01:21.149]I knew I should have seen you that Thursday
    [01:24.571]I knew I shouldn't have left
    [01:27.758]But you sounded so good, your spirits so up
    [01:31.311]I thought I'd see you next week
    [01:34.759]I say over and over if I had half a brain
    [01:37.972]If I had half a brain in my head
    [01:41.394]I wouldn't sit here, dialing a wrong number
    [01:44.816]And listening to what some recording said
    [01:48.343]This is no longer a working number
    [01:51.765]Please redial your call
    [01:55.082]This is no longer a working number
    [01:58.034]Your party doesn't live here anymore
    [02:01.848]This is no longer a working number
    [02:05.584]But if you still require help
    [02:08.640]Stay on the line, and an operator
    [02:12.010]Will try to bail you out
    [02:14.491]
    [02:15.797]I knew I should have written, written things down
    [02:18.384]I always say I'll never forget
    [02:22.145]Who can forget a one-eyed pilot?
    [02:25.228]Who's a concert pianist?
    [02:28.780]A painter, a poet, songwriter supreme
    [02:32.072]My friends are blending in my head
    [02:35.546]They're melting into one great spirit
    [02:38.785]And that spirit isn't dead
    [02:42.338]Now, I may not remember everything that you said
    [02:45.342]But I remember all the sings you've done
    [02:48.999]And not a day goes by, not an hour
    [02:52.369]When I don't try to be like you
    [02:55.686]You were gassed, stoked, and rarin' to go
    [02:58.926]And you were that way all the time
    [03:02.348]So I guess you know why I'm laughing at myselves
    [03:05.770]Every time I dial the wrong line
    [03:09.479]This is no longer a working number, baby
    [03:16.323]This is no longer a working number
    [03:23.298]