Downtown Canon Lyrics - Circus Money - Walter Becker

I cracked the code 

And I knew what it's all about 

We found the loft on Greene Street 

Swept that bad boy out 

Alsatian wine — playing records way past four 

Making some crazy soulful love 

on the hard wood floor 

(Where did our love go?) 

You hung the picture 

Of young Dizzy on the wall 

According to me 

That was the best day of them all 

Sweet sweet words like honey from the tongue 

Yes there was magic then 

in every song we sung 

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Hey — don't let 'em kid you 

Stay cool it'll be all right 

Don't trade today for tomorrow 

Tomorrow for tomorrow night 

You chop wood — carry the water 

Sometimes it be that way 

No lie — the downtown canon 

So wild so fresh so free 

Stand by the downtown canon 

I say that it's got to be 

Chasing sensation to remind us who we are 

You met that half-crazed painter fool 

in some damn bar 

Cocaine dreams and chiba-chiba nights 

You had to share his world in shades of 

black and white — Didn'cha baby? 

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Yes I — it's a real good theory 

Can you live with the day-to-day 

Sure thing — no problemo 

Sometimes it be that way 

You go girl — it's now or never 

No one holds out that long 

Says here — in the downtown canon 

Keep it real it'll be okay 

Right here — the downtown canon 

Could it be any other way 

Packed up the Dylan and the Man Ray and the Joyce 

I left a note that said well I guess I got no choice 

'S'cuse me girl while I'm kickin' it to the curb 

I'm leaving with all I need but less than I deserve 

She says "poor everybody 

Never mind for me and you" 

Too bad she don't remember 

Too bad that I still do 

It all goes wrong in a hurry 

You know it's the Second Law 

Writ large — in the downtown canon 

It goes up and it must come down 

Right here — the downtown canon 

Catch you on the turnaround