Songtext von Chinatown

Take the words out of my mouth And throw 'em out the door I'll follow 'em out and if you want If you want more Bring a bag, some money Food stamps, whatever In this part of town, boy You get a lot for your money Spending time with family friends Pleasure in unknown weather Associates on the landscape Sovereign from their rulers I braid arrows in my hair and ambush your radio It's a history lesson, my money's missing It's how I get my pleasure Chinatown, run aground Broadway turned it down Chinatown, run aground Downtown turned it 'round He waits in the shadows A black leather jacket So close are we now I know he can smell it Our hope, our desire Our money in hand On Chinese New Year We're gonna burn the white dog, man Though all around town there are risks to be taken Bars to fall out of and asses shakin' In twenty-four hours, in twenty-four blocks I couldn't count more faces, understand less talk Oh, oh, oh Chinatown, run aground Broadway turned it down Chinatown, run aground Downtown turned it 'round Chinatown Chinatown China, China, Chinatown China, China, Chinatown