Steve Earle - Down Here Below lyrics

Pale male the famous redtail hawk performs wingstands high above midtown Manhattan Circles around for one last pa** over the park Got his eye on a fat squirrel down there and a couple of pigeons They got no place to run they got no place to hide But pale male he's cool, see 'cause his breakfast ain't goin' nowhere So he does a loop t loop for the tourists and the six o'clock news Got him a penthouse view from the tip-top of the food chain, boys He looks up and down on Fifth Ave and says "God I love this town" But life goes on down here below And all us mortals struggle so We laugh and cry And live and die That's how it goes For all we know Down here below I saw Joe Mitchell's ghost on a downtown 'A' train He just rides on forever now that the Fulton fish market's shut down He said 'they ain't never gonna get that smell out of the water I don't give a damn how much of that new money they burn' Now hell's kitchen's Clinton and the Bowery's Nolita And the East Village's creepin' 'cross the Williamsburg Bridge And hey, whatever happened to alphabet city? Ain't no place left in this town that a poor boy can go But life goes on down here below And all us mortals struggle so We laugh and cry And live and die That's how it goes For all we know Down here below Pale male swimmin' in the air Looks like he's in heaven up there People sufferin' everywhere But he don't care But life goes on down here below And all us mortals struggle so We laugh and cry