small town - Lou Reed

When youre growing up in a small town
When youre growing up in a small town
When youre growing up in a small town
You say, no one famous ever came from here

When youre growing up in a small town
And youre having a nervous breakdown
And you think that youll never escape it
Yourself or the place that you live

Where did picasso come from
Theres no michelangelo coming from pittsburgh
If art is the tip of the iceberg
Im the part sinking below

When youre growing up in a small town
Bad skin, bad eyes, gay and fatty
People look at you funny
When youre in a small town

My father worked in construction
Its not something for which Im suited
Oh, what is something for which you are suited
Getting out of here

I hate being odd in a small town
If they stare let them stare in new york city
As this pink eyed painting albino
How far can my fantasy go

Im no dali coming from pittsburgh
No adorable lisping capote
My hero, oh, do you think I could meet him
Id camp out at his front door

There is only one good thing about small town
There is only one good use for a small town
There is only one good thing about small town
You know that you want to get out

When youre growing up in a small town
You know youll grow down in a small town
There is only one good use for a small town

You hate it and youll know you have to leave