Downtown : Lyrics

I want to take you down underside of the city
Where the sun doesn't shine and the moon isn't pretty
And the slow train crawls in the nights and the days
are as one as the smoke and the heat haze
Yes, it's neon here twenty four hours of the day
And you're sure looking pretty when it's hitting on your face
Looker on the corner take a dollar for a daughter
Well, she's only doing what her mother taught her

I want to take you down
I want to take you right down

I want to see a touch of evil in your eye
But all that I'm getting babe is sweetness and light
I want to see something that I might desire
I want to take you down, babe, into the mire
Deals going down no cheques, no plastic
One thing's for sure, never get what you're asking
They're cutting with Johnsons, they're cutting with knives
They're robbing your boots when they're giving you a shoe shine

I want to take you down
I want to take you right downtown

Slow train down, babe, track 29
There's no looking back when there's no sense of time
Beause it's neon here twenty-four hours of the day
And you're sure looking pretty when it's hitting on your face
With a touch of evil in your eye
With a touch of evil in your eye
I want to take you down underside of the city
I want to take you down to the underside

I want to take you down
I want to take you right downtown

Didn't I hear you say your heart's made out of steel
And no one's gonna get so close
No one's gonna know how you feel

Now you're a punch drunk sycophant
A little SOB
You say your mind is made up
Isn't that the way that it's supposed to be?

And it's a long way down
And it's a long, long way down

Walking that tall your head is going to trip your feet
Walking with the devil's fine
Just don't call it looking for sympathy

When it's four a.m. and mister you can't sleep
Beause your blood's still rushing at cocaine speed
And you know all that you need's a little baby to say
Mister, cool down won't you let me fade those blues away

And it's a long way down
And it's a long, long way down
And when you hit the ground
You're going to know about it

Mister, let's you and me see if we can't make a deal
I'll give you the world and all you've got to do
Is cry for me

The reason it's a cliche is because it's true
The harder you climb, the harder you fall
And that means you

So mister hard head, hard nose, heart out of steel
You're just a punch drunk sycophant, a little SOB

And it's a long, it's a long way down
And it's a long, long way down
And when you hit the ground
You're going to know about it

I got your letter baby the one that said
You've been loving me too long
Maybe we should kick it in the head
Right on

Well I guess you've really got some kind of way with words
Maybe you could be a writer
You could do worse

Beause when I saw you I just knew
I always would belong to you

Goodbye babe
Pray you'll never see my smiling face
Sweetheart, Sweet Jane
Guess you'll find some other Jimmy to take my place

Iwant my photographs back and my Borsolino
Keep the Cartier, babe I wouldn't give you the time of day
Born a lady to the last perfumed stationery
Does it make you feel good to make me feel ordinary?

Because when I saw you I just knew
I always would belong to you

Goodbye babe
Pray you'll never see my smiling face
Sweetheart, my complete heart's
Trashed and bleeding over sordid details
In my suitcase