You might get lucky some days, not a drop of rain And you're too long on the town and 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 their penthouse views Making the ladies, making the news And I'm taking the orders and pouring the booze There's only up or down
And they say no one likes a big mouth, yeah, but I've got one anyway Big as any fat cat, I say what I wanna say And I don't care if you listen, and I don't care if you walk away There's only up or down
Shooting little stars Dying to be near Burn up along the way Into the atmosphere Shooting little stars Dying to be near
I told the young bond salesman just the other day When I was his age I was sailing away I sailed the Russian sea, I've seen the Phillipines Down to Panama and all the way around
Sometimes there's trouble on the ocean, sometimes there's trouble on the shore And 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
