[00:00.000] 作词 : Lou Reed
[00:00.520] 作曲 : Lou Reed
[00:01.40]They say he didn't have an enemy
[00:04.03]His was a greatness to behold
[00:09.63]He was the last surviving progeny
[00:11.74]The last one on this side of the world
[00:17.13]He measured a half mile from tip to tail
[00:20.10]Silver and black with powerful fins
[00:26.45]They say he could split a mountain in two
[00:28.58]That's how we got the grand canyon
[00:33.63][02:28.54]Last great american whale
[00:50.64]Some say they saw him at the great lakes
[00:53.31]Some say they saw him off of florida
[00:57.72]My mother said she saw him in chinatown
[01:01.84]But you can't always trust your mother
[01:06.43]Off the carolinas the sun shines brightly in the day
[01:10.14]The lighthouse glows ghostly there at night
[01:14.89]The chief of a local tribe had killed a racist mayor's son
[01:18.78]And he'd been on death row since 1958
[01:23.00]The mayor's kid was a rowdy pig
[01:25.58]Spit on indians and lots worse
[01:31.72]The old chief buried a hatchet in his head
[01:34.41]Life compared to death for him seemed worse
[01:39.43]The tribal brothers gathered in the lighthouse to sing
[01:43.60]And tried to conjure up a storm or rain
[01:47.51]The harbor parted, the great whale sprang full up
[01:52.29]And caused a hugh tidal wave
[01:55.83]The wave crushed the jail and freed the chief
[01:59.83]The tribe let out a roar
[02:03.98]The whites were drowned, the browns and reds set free
[02:07.53]But sadly one thing more
[02:12.20]Some local yokel member of the nra
[02:16.25]Kept a bazooka in his living room
[02:20.13]And thinking he had the chief in his sight
[02:23.95]Blew the whale's brains out with a lead harpoon
[02:44.86]Well americans don't care for much of anything
[02:48.06]Land and water the least
[02:53.22]And animal life is low on the totem pole
[02:57.30]With human life not worth more than infected yeast
[03:01.76]Americans don't care too much for beauty
[03:04.80]They'll **** in a river, dump battery acid in a stream
[03:09.11]They'll watch dead rats wash up on the beach
[03:12.79]And complain if they can't swim
[03:18.18]They say things are done for the majority
[03:20.99]Don't believe half of what you see and none of what you hear
[03:25.91]It's like what my painter friend donald said to me
[03:28.89]'stick a fork in their ass and turn them over, they're done'