Tom Waits - Downtown

Red pants and the sugarman in,
The temple street gloom, drinkin’ chivas
Regal in a four dollar room,
Just another dead soldier in a powder blue night,
Sugarman says baby everything’s alright,
Goin’ downtown down downtown.

Montclaire de havelin
Doin’ the st. vitus dance,
Lookin’ for someone to chop
The lumber in his pants,
How am i gonna unload
All of this ice and all this
Mink, all the traffic in the street
But it’s so hard to think,
Goin’ downtown
Down downtown.

Frankie’s wearin’ lipstick pierre cardin,
I swear to god i seen him holdin’
Hands with jimmy bond,
Sally’s high on crank and
Hungry for some sweets, she’s
Fem in the sheets but she’s butch
In the streets, goin’ downtown down
Downtown.

It’s the cool of the evening
The sun’s goin’ down,
I want to hold you in my
Arms i want to push you around,
I want to break your bottle
And spill out all
Your charms, come on baby
We’ll set off all the burglar alarms,
Goin’ downtown
Down downtown.

Red pants and the sugarman in the temple,
Drinkin’ chivas regal in a four
Dollar room, just another dead soldier
In a powder blue night, red pants turns
To sugarman and says everything’s alright,
Goin’ downtown
Down downtown