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đ Join the Affiliate Program Now Kirsty MacColl
Walking Down Madison (LP Extended Mix)
Walking down Madison
I swear I never had a gun
No I never shot no-one
I was only having fun
Walking down Madison
Swear I never had a gun
I was philosophizing some
Checking out the bums
See you give âem your nickels, your pennies and dimes
But you canât give âem hope in these mercenary times, oh no
And you feel real guilty about the coat on your back
And the sandwich you had, oh no
From an uptown apartment to a knife on the âAâ train
Itâs not that far
From the sharks in the penthouse to the rats in the basement
Itâs not that far
To the bag lady frozen asleep in thĐ” park
Oh no itâs not that far
Would you like to see some more?
I can show you if youâd likĐ” to
Walking down Madison
I swear I never had a gun
No I never shot no-one
Wouldnât do it just for fun
Walking down Madison
Trying to keep my head screwed on
I was philosophizing some
Checking out the nuns
When you get to the corner donât look at those freaks
Keep your head down low and stay quick on your feet, oh yeah
The beaming boy from Harlem with the airforce coat
The ones who died
The ones who tried
The ones that sit and gloat
From an uptown apartment to a knife on the âAâ train
Itâs not that far
From the sharks in the penthouse to the rats in the basement
Itâs not that far
To the bag lady frozen asleep on the church steps
Itâs not that far
Would you like to see some more?
I can show you if youâd like to
Within every city and town thereâs a Madison
Frozen lives for whom nothingâs happening
Hungry children is a motherâs dilemma
Dumpster diving to feed her baby Emma
So you walk on by like it doesnât affect you
The held out hand that you pay no respect to
Nickels and dimes wonât even buy your guilt
Another wino dead burnt to death in his quilt
Itâs a cardboard city, newspaper metrapolis
The system canât cope or keep on top of this
The outhorities come as youâre not for display
Do they solve the problem no they move him away
Theyâre in a vicious circle of no fixed abode
The social wonât pay âem the money theyâre owed
When you got no money you canât pay rent
Hypothermia kills âcos the system is bent
From an uptown apartment to a knife on the âAâ train
Itâs not that far
From the sharks in the penthouse to the rats in the basement
Itâs not that far
To the bag lady frozen asleep in the park
Itâs not that far
Would you like to see some more?
I can show you if youâd like to
From an uptown apartment to a knife on the âAâ train
Itâs not that far
From the sharks in the penthouse to the rats in the basement
Itâs not that far
To the bag lady frozen asleep on the church steps
Itâs not that far
Would you like to see some more?
I can show you if youâd like to
In the subway sits a vacuous man
His grip on life is a bent tin can
Itâs a holy shrine where he burns his light
It makes things easy and removes his plight
For an hour or two but he canât escape
Theyâre all penned in with government tape
There are good samaritans who bring them soup
The sally army with their bibles and boots
You can see yourselves itâs not too far
One short trip you donât know who they are
Till the night comes then it all comes back
Like the smell of patchoulli and the armies of rats
Itâs a shame to be human itâs a human shame
It seems weâve forgotten weâre one and the same
One and the same
One and the same
No itâs not too far
No itâs not too far
Weâre one and the same