Down And Out Songtext
von The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion

Here we go now
Well, I′m that cowboy kid
I'm kicking into town
Big Apple baby
Yeah, this shit should sure bring you down
East 14th Street to... and Houston too
Yeah, everybody know that New York City is the home of the blues
Subway car, I′m in a taxi cab
Got your paper-folding money deep in the Bloomingdales bag
That's alright
That's what I do, get it
Now, some some folks say it′s true but it sure feels like a lie
Cash money, what you need a little to buy so high
Union Square and New York park
Come on baby let′s take a stroll after dark
Put your boots on, yeah, just one at a time
But when you get them boots on I said you're blowing my mind
That′s alright


I like what you do
Get it
'Cause when you′re down and out
And down at the heel
Bad luck baby, yeah, I know how that feels
Great big greasy eyeballs are pointing at you
What you gonna do?
Get dead?

I'm gonna rock that shit at the drop of a hat
This is America baby, we ain′t got no class
So, swivel your hips and dip to the side
Whooo weee
We gonna go for a ride

That's alright
Yeah
Do it good
Uh

'Cause when you′re down and out
And down at the heel
A million dollars ain′t gonna last but one year
Great big greasy eyeball, baby, pointing at you
What you gonna do?
You gonna hit it?


Well, if you see me smile upon this here stage
Fine me twenty dollars
I don't mind because I′m about to get paid
Alright
That's what I do
Get it