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, downtown, town

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 this ice and all this mink?

All the traffic in the streets but it's so hard to think

Goin' downtown, downtown, town

Goin' down, downtown

Frankie 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 butch in the streets

Goin' downtown, downtown, town

Goin' down, downtown

It's cool of the evening, the sun's goin' down

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, downtown, town

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 turn to Sugarman and says, "Everything's alright"

Goin' downtown, downtown, town

Goin' down, downtown