I cracked the code 
And I knew what it’s all about 
We found the loft on Greene Street 
Swept that bad boy out 
Alsatian wine — playing records way past four 
Making some crazy soulful love on the hard wood floor 
(Where did our love go?) 

You hung the picture 
Of young Dizzy on the wall 
According to me 
That was the best day of them all 
Sweet sweet words like honey from the tongue 
Yes there was magic then in every song we sung 

Hey — don’t let ‘em kid you 
Stay cool it’ll be all right 
Don’t trade today for tomorrow 
Tomorrow for tomorrow night 
You chop wood — carry the water 
Sometimes it be that way 
No lie — the downtown canon 
So wild so fresh so free 
Stand by the downtown canon 
I say that it’s got to be 

Chasing sensation to remind us who we are 
You met that half-crazed painter fool in some [bad word] bar 
Cocaine dreams and chiba-chiba nights 
You had to share his world in shades of black and white 
— Didn’cha baby? 

Yes I — it’s a real good theory 
Can you live with the day-to-day 
Sure thing — no problemo 
Sometimes it be that way 
You go girl — it’s now or never 
No one holds out that long 
Says here — in the downtown canon 
Keep it real it’ll be okay 
Right here — the downtown canon 
Could it be any other way 

Packed up the Dylan and the Man Ray and the Joyce 
I left a note that said well I guess I got no choice 
‘S’cuse me girl while I’m kickin’ it to the curb 
I’m leaving with all I need but less than I deserve

She says “poor everybody 
Never mind for me and you” 
Too bad she don’t remember 
Too bad that I still do 
It all goes wrong in a hurry 
You know it’s the Second Law 
Writ large — in the downtown canon 
It goes up and it [bad word] down 
Right here — the downtown canon 
Catch you on the turnaround   
    
Vocals, bass: Walter Becker  [bad word]  Keith Carlock 
Guitar: Jon Herington, Dean Parks 
Organ: Larry Goldings 
Keyboards: Ted Baker 
Percussion: Gordon Gottlieb 
Background Vocals: Carmen Carter, 
Carolyn Leonhart-Escoffery, Kate Markowitz, 
   Cindy Mizelle, Windy Wagner