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