ECSTASY
Lou Reed Lyrics


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They call you ecstasy
Nothing ever sticks to you
Not Velcro, not Scotch tape
Not my arms dipped in glue

Not if I wrap myself in nylon
A piece of duct tape down my back
Love pierced the arrow with the twelve
And I can't get you back

Ah, ecstasy
Ecstasy
Ah, ecstasy

Across the streets an old ford, they took off it's wheels
The engine is gone
In it's seat sits a box
With a note that says, goodbye charlie, thanks a lot

I see a child through a window with a bib
And I think of us and what we almost did
The Hudson rocketing with light
The ships pass the statue of liberty at night

They call it ecstasy, ah
Ecstasy
Ecstasy, ah
Ecstasy

Some men call me st. ivory
Some call me St. Maurice
I'm smooth as alabaster
With white veins runnin' through my cheeks

A big stud through my eyebrow
A scar on my arm that says, domain
I put it over the tattoo
That contained your name

They called you ecstasy, ecstasy
Ecstasy
They call you ecstasy, ecstasy
Ecstasy

The moon passing through a cloud
A body facing up is floating towards a crowd
And I think of a time and what I couldn't do
I couldn't hold you close, I couldn't, I couldn't become you

They call you ecstasy, I can't hold you down
I can't hold you up
I feel like that car that I saw today, no radio
No engine, no hood

I'm going to the cafe, I hope they've got music
And I hope that they can play
But if we have to part
I'll have a new scar right over my heart
I'll call it ecstasy

Oh, ecstasy, ecstasy
Ecstasy




Ecstasy, ecstasy
Ecstasy

Overall Meaning

Lou Reed's song "Ecstasy" is a mournful meditation on love and loss. The song describes the singer's failed attempts to capture and hold onto his lover, whom he calls "ecstasy." Nothing seems to keep her near - not even Velcro, Scotch tape, or his own arms dipped in glue. The chorus repeats the word "ecstasy," seemingly longing to grasp something that is just out of reach. The song describes a dark world where old cars are stripped for parts and anonymous notes are left on seats, a place where the singer remembers what might have been and sees what he can no longer have. He is marked by a scar that says, "domain," as if he were once someone else's possession. In the end, he resigns himself to his fate, hoping to find a place where he can be surrounded by music, but knowing that even if he finds it, his own heart will bear the mark of his loss.


Line by Line Meaning

They call you ecstasy
The subject of the song is a person referred to as Ecstasy.


Nothing ever sticks to you
The subject is not tethered to anything and is impervious to everything.


Not Velcro, not Scotch tape
Even the sticky things in life can't keep the subject connected.


Not my arms dipped in glue
Even if the singer tries to hold on with all his might, the subject cannot tolerate it.


Not if I wrap myself in nylon
No obstacle that the singer creates is too great for the subject to overcome.


A piece of duct tape down my back
Even in the presence of an impediment as severe as duct tape, the subject is unaffected.


Love pierced the arrow with the twelve
The singer seems to be referencing a combination of Cupid's bow and twelve apostles, implying that the subject is divine.


And I can't get you back
Once the subject has left the singer's life, there is no bringing them back.


Across the streets an old ford, they took off it's wheels
The singer sees a dilapidated car that's been stripped of its parts.


The engine is gone
The most critical element of the car has been removed.


In it's seat sits a box
The only remaining item in the vehicle is a box.


With a note that says, goodbye charlie, thanks a lot
A single piece of farewell text is attached to the box.


I see a child through a window with a bib
The songwriter looks upon a baby which reminds him of his past.


And I think of us and what we almost did
The memory of something that nearly happened has washed over the singer.


The Hudson rocketing with light
The Hudson River is particularly bright and busy.


The ships pass the statue of liberty at night
The statue of liberty is visible as ships pass by, and it is nighttime.


Some men call me st. ivory
People call the singer an honored religious figure and personalize him with the attribute 'St.'


Some call me St. Maurice
Others link the singer to religious figures, calling him by the name of St. Maurice.


I'm smooth as alabaster
The singer tells that he's smooth and flawless, like alabaster.


With white veins runnin' through my cheeks
The veins on his face are visible and highlighted by a contrast with light skin.


A big stud through my eyebrow
The singer describes sporting an eyebrow piercing.


A scar on my arm that says, domain
The subject's arm carries a scar, the word 'domain.'


I put it over the tattoo
The singer covered a tattoo he had with the scar.


That contained your name
The tattoo's original inscription was the beloved's name.


The moon passing through a cloud
The moon location is subject to change, and a cloud obstructs its view.


A body facing up is floating towards a crowd
The people are facing a corpse that is floating on the surface.


And I think of a time and what I couldn't do
The writer remembers a period when he was unable to do something.


I couldn't hold you close, I couldn't, I couldn't become you
The subject wanted to be nearer to the singer, however, he failed to become the subject.


I can't hold you down
The subject cannot be grounded or stopped in any way.


I can't hold you up
The subject cannot be elevated or saved either.


I feel like that car that I saw today, no radio
The singer has no comfort, just like the stripped car that lost its radio.


No engine, no hood
The car is stripped of all of its vital components.


I'm going to the cafe, I hope they've got music
The writer wants to move on and find a place to enjoy himself/ find joy.


And I hope that they can play
The singer wishes that there's music in the cafe.


But if we have to part
If the subject must depart from the singer.


I'll have a new scar right over my heart
The writer is ready to exhibit his love for the subject.


I'll call it ecstasy
The painful penance is renamed after the subject of the song.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: LOU REED

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