Down To The Waterline - Live At The Rainbow / Dec 1979

Hey-ya Hey Oh, you, alright It's gonna be a silly one tonight I don't have to say that Hey, sweet surrender, talking about the Quayside Hey, you remember we used to run and hide In the shadow of the cargoes, I take you one at a time We're counting all the numbers down to the waterline (Hey) Well, uh, me I'm missing on the dogleap stairways French kissing in the darkened doorways A foghorn blowing out wild and cold A policeman, he shines a light upon my shoulder Hey Up comes a coaster fast and silent in the night Over my shoulder, all you can see are the pilot lights No money in our jackets and our jeans are torn Oh, your hands are cold, but your lips are warm She can see him on the jetty that they used to know She can feel him in the places where the sailors go She's walking by the river or the railway line She can still hear him whisper Let's go down to the waterline, c'mon