Why don't you be good for something

And draw down the shade

On a sign that sat up all night shivering

On a sign that sat up all night afraid



Well now chains on the oasis that

Leads a man to drink

Drunk on the kind of applause

That gets louder the lower you sink



Gratitude walks on sixth street



Pull it from the air

And they throw it in the blue

And you're spinning under their wheels

Trapped in your room



You're jumpy, you don't want to see

You don't want to see them have their fun

Slap her face if she should laugh

Push him down if he should try and run



Gratitude walks on sixth street



Take a number for your big woman

They sold the rules of dream land

In cotton, wool, and cement





Well it's never what you want

It's just the kind of thing that always happens here

Yeah you watch the good old days pass you by

Leaving your cupboards bare



Gratitude walks on sixth street