We paint this town in shades of gray

And the walls look high 'til you step away

Ain't it funny how you can look around

And never see the truth 'til it knocks you down

Never see the light 'til your - Tradin' Down

Work hard labor for your daily bread

While the golden dream spins around your head

Time gets money. money buys you time

For the foolish things that you left behind

Workin', workin' overtime

And Tradin' Down



It's gonna be alright, he said

It's gonna be alright

There's nothing that's here for us

That we won't mind missin'



Never see the light 'til your - Tradin' Down



There's no future for the workin' man

See him growin' old in the promised land

Nothin' to show for the wasted years

But a heart full of hollow and a taste of tears

Pushin' Monday to the wall and

Tradin Down...

Tradin Down

Tradin Down



From the album "Gravity's Rainbow"

Written by: N. Giraldo & M. Grombacher