Walking Down Town - The Boomtown Rats

It’s strange here, it’s funny in a way

Is it the night air makes it this way

10,000 streets under an orange sky

And a million stories in a fully clothed city

And i’ve heard every one of them

I’ve been every one of them

Nobody’s interested anyway

This place stinks like Chicago

It smells of cabbage and grey water

There’s fear round here

It steams the place up

Seeping out through the cracks and basements

But i’m walking out

No i’m not afraid

The grass is greener on the newest graves

When the last jive had been jiven

Those left alive just upped and risen

From the damp walls and clammy tongues

And the quickly cooling sweat of lousy sex

Huh?

Yeah that’s my number

Why don’t you come by some time

And you know, dial it up

Some day you wonder how these things begin

Don’t look, it’ll happen anyway

When one thing leads to maybe 5 or 6

You eat well, you sleep well, and that’s saying something these days

Walking downtown

I don’t want to think like this

I wanna think like an animal

I exist, therefore i’m happy

If you come here to look for your world

Please leave your muscles with the hat check girl

Everybody in the Eyelash Set

Start their hearts with whatever’s left

That’s the number, say it again

You gotta make note of it

Some time when you drop by

You know, dial it up

Walking downtown

Sometimes I feel like i’m the first person to set foot in America

Who looked around and thought

What the fuck is this?