Written by Lou Reed.
Lady Godiva here dressed so demurely
Pats the head of another curly haired boy, just another toy Sick with silence she weeps sincerely Saying word that have oh so clearly been said So long ago Draperies wrapped gently 'round her shoulder Life has made her that much bolder now That she's found out how Dressed in silk, Latin lace and envy Pride and joy of the latest penny faire Pretty passing care Hair today now dipped in the water Making love to every poor daughter's son Isn't it fun Now today propping grace with envy Lady Godiva peers to see if anyone's there And hasn't a care Doctor is coming the nurse thinks sweetly Turning on the machines that neatly pump air The body lies bare Shaved and hairless what once was screaming Now lies silent and almost sleeping The brain must have gone away Strapped securely to the white table Ether caused the body to wither and writhe Underneath the white light Doctor arrives with knife and baggage Sees the growth as just so much cabbage That now Must be cut away Now come the moment of Great! Great! Decision! The doctor is making his first incision One goes here - one goes there The ether tube's leaking says someone who's sloppy The patient it seems is not so well sleeping The screams echo up the hall Don't panic someone give him pentathol instantly Doctor removes his blade Cagily slow from the brain By my count of ten The head won't move