Lou Reed & Laurie Anderson live in Paris: "Halloween Parade"

In 2009, Lou Reed—who passed away Sunday at age 71—and his wife Laurie Anderson performed in Paris during their Laurie Anderson & Lou Reed: The Yellow Pony and Other Songs and Stories European tour.

The song, included in his New York album, instantly reminds us that, besides being a sonic genius who reinvented himself with each album, Reed's poetry was as good, if not better, than his impressive, influential guitar skills. My favorite line in the song is "There's the Born Again Losers and the Lavender Boozers," but each line is a killer. Here's the complete lyrics to "Halloween." Let us all sit back, enjoy, and learn.

There's a downtown fairy singing out, "Proud Mary"

As she cruises Christopher Street

And some Southern Queen is acting loud and mean

Where the docks and the Badlands meet

This Halloween is something to be sure

Especially to be here without you

There's a Greta Garbo and an Alfred Hitchcock

And some black Jamaican stud

There's five Cinderellas and some leather drags

I almost fell into my mug

There's a Crawford, Davis and a tacky Cary Grant

And some homeboys lookin' for trouble down here from the Bronx

But there ain't no Hairy and no Virgin Mary

You won't hear those voices again

And Johnny Rio and Rotten Rita

You'll never see those faces again

This Halloween is something to be sure

Especially to be here without you

There's the Born Again Losers and the Lavender Boozers

And some crack team from Washington Heights

The boys from Avenue B and the girls from Avenue D

A Tinkerbell in tights

This celebration somehow gets me down

Especially when I see you're not around

There's no Peter Pedantic saying things romantic

In Latin, Greek or Spic

There's no Three bananas or Brandy Alexander

Dishing all their tricks

It's a different feeling that I have today

Especially when I know you've gone away

There's a girl from Soho with a T-shirt saying, "I blow"

She's with the 'Jive five 2 plus 3'

And the girls for pay dates are giving cut rates

Or else doing it for free

The past keeps knock, knock, knocking on my door

And I don't want to hear it anymore

No consolations please for feelin' funky

I got to get my head above my knees

But it makes me mad and mad makes me sad

And then I start to freeze

In the back of my mind, I was afraid it might be true

In the back of my mind, I was afraid that they meant you

The Halloween Parade

At the Halloween Parade

At the Halloween Parade

See you next year, at the Halloween Parade


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