There's a price war at the cut throat drugstoreMore than a little guy could ever affordNo over the counter cures for thenon prescription bluesMore than just substance is being abusedThis pit just won't quit there's no bottom to itJust one way down that is hard to resistLook who's coming to dinnerYour skeletons have arrived- lowdown, lowdown - i see it float in the ocean- lowdown, lowdown - washing up on the beachAll the garbage is turning to goldIn a real dark night of the soulCriminal instinct has surfaced belowWorn and torn never asked to be bornUnfortunate product of my folks' scornHow'd you like your dreams rare or well doneThere ain't no feast when you are out on the runStonecold dead in the market of doomThey're saving your place andthere's plenty more roomLook who's coming to dinnerYour skeletons have arrived- lowdown, lowdown - i see it float in the ocean- lowdown, lowdown - washing up on the beachAll the garbage is turning to goldIn a real dark night of the soulCriminal instinct just won't let you go!- lowdown, lowdown - i see it float in the ocean- lowdown, lowdown - washing up on the beachAll the garbage is polluting meThe one thing you needYou'll miss the mostIn that real dark night of the soulCriminal instinct has surfaced below