Bottoming Out - Lou Reed

I’m cruising fast on a motorcycle

Down this winding country road

And I pass the gravel on the foot of the hill

Where last week I fell off

There’s still some oil by the old elm tree

And a dead squirrel that I hit

But if I hadn’t left, I would have struck you dead

So I took a ride instead

Bottoming out

Bottoming out

Bottoming out

Bottoming out

My doctor says, she hopes I know

How lucky I can be

After all it wasn’t my blood

Mixed in the dirt that night

But this violent rage, turned inward

Can not be helped by drink

And we must really examine this and I say

I need another drink

Bottoming out

Bottoming out

Bottoming out

Bottoming out

I’m tearing down Route 80 east

The sun’s on my right side

I’m drunk, but my vision’s good

And I think of my child bride

And on the left in shadows

I see something that makes me laugh

I aim that bike at the fat pothole

Beyond that underpass

Bottoming out

Bottoming out

Bottoming out

Bottoming out

Bottoming out

Bottoming out

Bottoming out

Bottoming out