walking down town
boomtown rats, the
walking down. it's strange here
ten thousand streets under a northern sky
and a million stories in a funny clothen city
and i've heard every one of them
i've been in every one of them
nobody's interested anyway
this place stinks like chicago!
it smells of cabbage and grey water
through the grits of faith
when the last time had been driven
those left alive just up and risen
and the quickly cooling sweat of lousy sex
634-5789. why don't you come by some time
wonder how these things get there
they'll be laughing anyway
when one mystery makes these things suffer
and that's how some things are these days
i don't want to think like this
i want to think like an animal
you come here to live for your world
everybody and i have said
start their hearts with whatever's left
634-5789. that's the number
634-5789. you gotta make it over
sometime when you drop by
wonder how these things get there
they'll be laughing anyway
when one mystery makes these things suffer
and that's how some things are these days
walking down. sometimes i feel like the first person to step into america
who looked around and thought
we're talking uptown here