Из альбома: Children Running Through
You might get lucky some days
Not a drop of rain
And you're too long on the town
You leave your trouble on the train
And then there's only doubt
Until you're on your feet again
There's only up or down
The lucky boys upstairs
With a penthouse view
Making the ladies
Making the news
And I'm taking the orders
Pouring the booze
There's only up or down
They say no one likes a big mouth
But I got one anyway
As big as any fat cat
I say what I want to say
And I don't care if you listen
I don't care if you walk away
There's only up or down
Shooting little stars
Flying to be near
Burn up along the way
Into the atmosphere
Shooting little stars
Flying to be near
I told the young blonde salesman
Just the other day
When I was his age
I was sailing away
Sailed the Russian sea
I've seen the Philippines
Way down to Panama and all the way around
Sometimes it's trouble on the ocean
Sometimes it's trouble on the shore
There's always someone hoping
There won't be trouble anymore
It's an elevator baby
Get off on any floor
There's only up or down
Only up or down
Only up or down