{Words & Music: Lou Reed}
Often cause empires to fall While men of poor beginnings Often can't do anything at all The rich son waits for his father to die While the poor just sit there and cry
Very often can't do a thing While men of poor beginnings At heart they try to act like a man Handle things the best way they can They have no rich daddy to fall back on
Often cause empires to fall While men of poor beginnings Often can't do anything at all It takes money to make money they say But look at the Fords, hey didn't they start that way It makes no difference to me
Men of poor beginnings [Repeat to Fade]