Down

I'm going to the place where the sun never shines I'm leaving all the darkness I'm leaving the blind with the blind I'm going down, down, down Pray for me Where do I run to What the hell do I do I talked to my preacher, he said "Son, I can't help you." You'r going down, down, down, down Pray for me I talked to my mama, she said "Son, keep your head high. Try to do something good before you die." But, I'm so down You gotta help me, Mama Cos I think I might drown Going down, going down Pray for me Hey kid, come with me - take a chance Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow might never come I know of a place for you and I to hide away Yeah, we'll build a dream A dream that never dies... --- Down - Gene Loves Jezebel