Τραγούδι κλασικό και ανεπανάληπτο, από το πρώτο άλμπουμ των Νεοϋορκέζων πρωτοπόρων του punk …και του post punk ταυτόχρονα. H μουσική και στιχουργική ιδιοφυία του κιθαρίστα, singer-songwriter Tom Verlaine, εδώ σε όλη της τη δόξα. 🟡 🟡 A classic, one-of-a-kind song from the debut album of the New York pioneers of punk… and of post-punk at the same time. The musical and lyrical genius of guitarist, singer-songwriter Tom Verlaine, here in all its glory.

It was a tight toy night, streets so bright
The world so thin between my bones and skin
There stood another person who was a little surprised
To be face to face with a world so alive
I fell (did you feel low?) Nah (huh?)
I fell right into the arms, of Venus de Milo
You know, it’s all like some new drug
My senses are sharp, my hands are like gloves
Broadway looked so medieval, it seemed to flap like little pages
I fell sideways laughing with a friend from many stages
We fell (did you feel low?) Nah (huh?)
I fell right into the arms, of Venus de Milo
Suddenly, my eyes went so soft and shaky
I knew there was pain, pain is not aching
Richie, Richie said
“Why don’t we dress up like cops, man? Think of what we could do”
Something, something said, “You’d better not”
And I fell (did you feel low?) Nah (huh?)
I stood up, walked out of the arms, of Venus de Milo