You might get lucky some days, not a drop of rain   And you're too long on the town and you leave your trouble on the train   And then there's only doubt until you're on your feet again   There's only up or down      The lucky boys upstairs with their penthouse views   Making the ladies, making the news   And I'm taking the orders and pouring the booze   There's only up or down      And they say no one likes a big mouth, yeah, but I've got one anyway   Big as any fat cat, I say what I wanna say   And I don't care if you listen, and I don't care if you walk away   There's only up or down      Shooting little stars   Dying to be near   Burn up along the way   Into the atmosphere   Shooting little stars   Dying to be near      I told the young bond salesman just the other day   When I was his age I was sailing away   I sailed the Russian sea, I've seen the Phillipines   Down to Panama and all the way around      Sometimes there's trouble on the ocean, sometimes there's trouble on the shore   And there's always someone hoping there won't be trouble anymore   It's an elevator, baby, get off on any floor   There's only up or down   Only up or down