Downtown

Red Pants and the Sugarman in the Temple Street gloom

Drinkin' Chivas Regal in a four dollar room

Just another dead soldier(2) in a powder blue night(3)

Sugarman says baby, everything's alright

Goin' downtown(4), down downtown

Goin' down downtown

Montclaire de Havelin(5) doin' the St. Vitus dance(6)

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(7)

I swear to God I seen him holdin' hands with Jimmy Bond(8)

Sally's high on crank(9) 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