Yahya/Lou

Jeg så en 1984-koncert med Lou Reed på YouTube og kom til at tænke på, at tidlige Velvet-numre godt kunne minde om (visse) Yahya Hassan-digte, toughe, konkrete, præcise, PRAKTISKE - men hvor YH skriver fra dealerens synspunkt, skriver jo LR fra junkiens:

I'M WAITING FOR MY MAN
TWENTY-SIX DOLLARS IN MY HAND
UP TO LEXINGTON, 125
FEEEL SICK AND DIRTY, MORE DEAD THAN ALIVE

I'M WAITING FOR MY MAN

HEY, WHITE BOY, WHAT YOU DOIN' UPTOWN?
HEY, WHITE BOY, YOU CHASIN' OUR WOMEN AROUND
OH PARDON ME SIR, IT'S FURTHEST FROM MY MIND
I'M JUST LOOKING FOR A DEAR DEAR FRIEND OF MINE

I'M WAITING FOR MY MAN

HERE HE COMES, HE'S ALL DRESSED IN BLACK
PR SHOES AND A BIG STRAW HAT
HE'S NEVER EARLY, HE'S ALWAYS LATE
FIRST THING YOU LEARN IS YOU ALWAYS GOTTA WAIT