Lyrics Tim Buckley

Tim Buckley

Down in the Street

Down in the street

There's a gunshot warnin'

Here comes the blue parade

Ready to save the day

Down in the street

Man, the whole block's burning

Outraged for rent control

I ride the gang patrol

Oh, it's just another sign that summer's coming

City wars, flash floods and tornadoes

Festivals for rock ?n? roll season

Beach talk, baseball and a handy household hymns

Yes, it's true in the U.S. of A

There?s lots of room at the top

Oh, but you can't sit down

Oh no, you can't sit down

And don't you know that boudoir

Looks just like a ball and chain

Oh no, you can't sit down

Oh no, you can't sit down

All through the night

You hear gunshot warnings

This time it wasn't you

You never paid your dues

All through the night

You hear the city moaning

Must be a tomcat prowling

Or maybe your stomach growling

It's just another sign that summer's coming

City wars, flash floods and tornadoes

Festivals for rock ?n? roll season

Beach talk baseball and a handy household hymns

Summertime, summertime

Summertime, summertime

Summertime, summertime

Summertime, summertime