Chinatown Lyrics - Joe Jackson

Trying to find chinatown 

Trying to find chinatown 

A hungry man 

Can hold out a long time 

For some soul food 

Good food, whole food 

I know I was that man 

Maybe sometimes hold out a little too long 

I took a right 

Then I took a wrong turn 

Someone asked me for a quarter 

It didn't seem to fit 

He didn't look too much like a chinaman 

Trying to find chinatown 

Trying to find chinatown 

An old black man 

Pushing a shopping trolley 

Filled with tin cans 

Avoided his glance 

I'm nervous and I'm lost 

And I don't see too many restaurants 

A guy laid out 

With a knife in his back 

A cop came along 

Told him, move on 

Go home and sleep it off 

I didn't know if I should get involved 

Trying to find chinatown 

Trying to find chinatown