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