Songtext von Chinatown

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