The Divine Comedy - Down In The Street Below lyrics

Press the doorbell and push the door
Climb the darkened stairwell to
The second floor she’ll be waiting for you
In her dressing-gown
With the drink she poured you
When she heard the sound
Watch the film, eat the food she cooked
Talk of how the film ain’t half
As good as the book
Kiss her sleepy eyes closed
And say ‘it’s time’
To slip beneath the shadows
Of the bedroom blinds

Well it’s always a pleasure and never a chore
But you just don’t know whether
You’re doing it for the right reasons
It’s cold for the season
Down in the street below

Men and women go about their business
Picking up the last few things for Christmas
Trying not to step upon the pigeons
Praying to the gods of their religions
That they might be spared a little longer
That they might become a little stronger
Down in the street below

Everybody’s on a secret mission
Everybody’s got their own ambitions
They would tell you if
They thought you’d listen
They would say how lately
They’ve been wishing
For the chance to meet a handsome stranger
Lead a life of elegance and danger
Down in the street below
Down in the street below

Way up high in a phallic tower
You’re swimming in a tiny galaxy of stars
Knocking back mojitos at the cocktail bar
Talking ’bout burritos and conceptual art
Your armchair’s round and your
Glass is square
The clientele’s straight out of
This month’s Vanity Fair
Well look around the place
Something’s not quite right
Yours is the only face
That you don’t recognize

Well it’s always a pleasure and never a chore
But you just don’t know whether
You’re doing it for the right reasons
It’s cold for the season
Down in the street below