I'm going down into the basement
Because this cruel world drives me insane
I'm going down into the basement
Like a fox being chased for a game
I don't understand the economics of this land
I only know I'm a working man
I'm going down into the basement
Scared by the view from my ROOM AT THE TOP
Rent money gas money credit worries
She says, " the never never man calls today"
Well now I'm overdue overworked and so underpaid
We all man the same boat these days
I see the signs out on the washing lines
Men hanging out their own shirts from the lack of work
I'm going down into the basement
This is reality ROOM AT THE TOP
(Take it out)
(Higher)
Frustration, desperation, aggravating
Generating up through the tenement tower
Everyone on the block signs on, on the dot
Depending on the cheque to drop
So if I throw the lot down at the betting shop
I'll be tempted to steal to pay for my meals
I'm going down into the basement
Sanctuary from the ROOM AT THE TOP
No I don't understand the economics of this land
I only know I'm a working man
I'm going down into the basement
So to the end of my ROOM AT THE TOP
I'm going down
I'm going down, down to the basement
I'm going down to the basement
Good riddance to that room at the top
Writer(s): Edward James Mac Donald, Michael Leslie Peters
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