Up or Down

You might get lucky some days Not a drop of rain And you’re too long on the town You leave your trumpet on the train And then there's only doubt Until you’re on your feet again There’s only up or down The lucky boys upstairs With a penthouse view Making the ladies Making the news And I'm taking the orders Pouring the booze There's only up or down They say no one likes a big mouth But I got one anyway As big as any fat cat I say what I want to say And I don’t care if you listen I don’t care if you walk away There’s only up or down Shooting little stars Flying to be near Burn up along the way Into the atmosphere Shooting little stars Flying to be near I told the young bond salesman Just the other day When I was his age I was sailing away Sailed the Russian sea I've seen the Philippines Way down to Panama and all the way around Sometimes it’s trouble on the ocean Sometimes it’s trouble on the shore There's always someone hoping There won’t be trouble anymore It’s an elevator baby Get off on any floor There’s only up or down Only up or down