Paroles: Marianne Faithfull. Song For Nico.

Born in 1938, a good year for the Reich
She could not participate, she didn't have the right
For she was fatherless in the fatherland

Now it's 1966, Andrew's up to all his tricks
And when Brian Jones is near, Nico doesn't feel so queer
She's in the shit, though she's innocent

Yesterday is gone, there's just today, no tomorrow
Yesterday is gone, there's just today, no more

Now it's Andy Warhol's time, mystic 60's on a dime
Though she kinda likes Lou Reed, doesn't really have the need
Already in the shit, though she's innocent

And now she doesn't know what it is she wants
And where she wants to go and will Deleon be still a cunt
Yes, she's in the shit, though she is innocent

Yesterday is gone, there's just today, no tomorrow
Yesterday is gone, there's just today, no more
Yesterday is gone, there's just today, no tomorrow
Yesterday is gone, there's just today, no more