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 light Sugarman says, baby, everything's alright Goin' downtown down downtown Goin' 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 Goin' 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 Fem in the sheets, but she's butch in the streets Goin' downtown down downtown Goin' 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 wanna break your bottle and spill out all your charms Come on baby, we'll set off all the burglar alarms Goin' downtown down downtown Goin' down downtown Red Pants and the Sugarman in the Temple Street gloom Are drinkin' Chivas Regal in a four-dollar room Just another dead soldier in a powder-blue night Red Pants says to Sugarman, said everything's alright Goin' downtown down downtown Goin' down downtown