DOWN IN THE STREET

Tim Buckley


Down in the street
There's a gunshot
warnin'
Here comes that blue
parade
Ready to save the
day;
Down in the street
There's a whole block
burning
Shout out for rent
control
I ride the gang
patrol;
Oh it's just another
sign
That summer's comin',

City wars and flash floods
and tornados,
Festivals for rock and
roll season
Beach talk baseball and a handy
houshold 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,
On, no you can't sit
down
And don't you know that
boudoir
Looks just a ball and
chain
Oh, no you can't sit
down

All through the
night
You hear gunshot
warnings
This time it wasn't
you,
Paid your dues;

All through the
night
You hear the city
moaning
But be a tomcat
prowling
Baby, your stomach's
growling;
Oh, it's just another
sign
That summer's comin',

City wars and flash floods
and tornados,
Festivals for rock and
roll season
Beach talk baseball and a handy
household hymns;