Red Pants and the Sugarman in the Temple Street gloom Chivas Regal in a four dollar room Another dead soldier in a powder blue light Red Pants and Sugarman say "everything's alright" Goin' down, down, down, downtown Goin' down, downtown Montclaire doin' the St. Vitus dance Lookin' for somebody to chop the lumber in his pants How am I gonna unload all this ice and all of this mink All the traffic in the street but it's so hard to think Goin' down, down, down, downtown Goin' down, downtown Frankie's wearin' lipstick, bruises on his arm I swear to God I saw him holdin' hands with Jimmy Barr Sally's high on crank and hungry for some sweets Fell in the sheets but she'll put you in the streets Goin' down, down, down, downtown Goin' down, downtown It's the cool of the evening, the sun's goin' down I want to hold you in my arms and push you around I wanna break your bottle and spill out all your charms Come on baby, we'll set off all the car alarms Goin' down, down, down, downtown Goin' down, downtown Red Pants and Sugarman in the Temple Street gloom Chivas Regal in a four dollar room Another dead soldier in a powder blue night Red Pants and Sugarman say everything's alright Goin' down, down, down, downtown Goin' down, downtown