(Kirsty MacCollJohnny Marr)

Walking down Madison - I swear I never had a gun

No I never shot no-one - I was only having fun

Walking down Madison - swear I never had a gun

I was philosophizing some

Checking out the bums



See you give 'em your nickels, your pennies and dimes

But you can't give 'em hope in these mercenary times, oh no

And you feel real guilty about the coat on your back

And the sandwich you had, oh no



From an uptown apartment to a knife on the A train

It's not that far

From the sharks in the penthouse to the rats in the basement

It's not that far

To the bag lady frozen asleep in the park

Oh no it's not that far

Would you like to see some more?

I can show you if you'd like to



Walking down Madison - I swear I never had a gun

No I never shot no-one - wouldn't do it just for fun

Walking down Madison - trying to keep my head screwed on

I was philosophizing some

Checking out the nuns



When you get to the corner don't look at those freaks

Keep your head down low and stay quick on your feet, oh yeah

The beaming boy from Harlem with the airforce coat

The ones who died

The ones who tried

The ones that sit and gloat



From an uptown apartment to a knife on the A train

It's not that far

From the sharks in the penthouse to the rats in the basement

It's not that far

To the bag lady frozen asleep on the church steps

It's not that far

Would you like to see some more?

I can show you if you'd like to



Within every city and town there's a Madison

Frozen lives for whom nothing's happening

Hungry children is a mother's dilemma

Dumpster diving