Downtown - John Waite

I wait for sundown on the fire escape

And watch the passing cars downstairs

I’m high above Korean groceries

A sublet castle in the air

It’s down to cigarettes and rosaries

Christ, I wish someone would call me

Johnny Thunders on the radio

Ah but «you can’t put your arms

Around a memory»

Maybe I could find a better way

But all I need is to feel connected now

Do you remember me

I sang that song you like

I sang that song for free

Now someone else sounds like me

As I make my way downtown

Downtown

Oh yeah

Downtown

See the old men on the Bowery

Take the night train to the stars

You can find me in the usual place

Inside the Temple Bar

I hear that Sally’s got a gift for me

I hear she found it on St. Mark’s

These days they all just talk like poetry

And shoot their mouths off shooting sparks

Maybe I could find a better way

But all I need now is to feel connected

Do you remember me

I sang that song you like

Way back in eighty-three

Number one

High as a kite

As I made my way downtown

Downtown

Oh yeah

Downtown

They’ve got paper cups for charity

Kools, pills and broken teeth, and dope

But I’ll take another dry martini

And a chance on hope

And now someone else waits for me

And I got to get downtown

Downtown

Oh yeah

Downtown

I’m going way downtown

Oh yeah

I’m gonna see the man

I’m going way downtown

See the man

Going down yeah

I’m gonna see the man

Going downtown

Do you remember me