Chris Thomas King Down
Down
When you’re up and flying high
You look down on all the little people as you go flying
by
But when you come down and looking up
Nobody gives a f--k
When your bank account swoll friends gather round
But when you’re broke you know they can’t be found
Nobody cares about you when you’re down, when you’re down
I called you I came by I knocked on your door you didn’t
answer
I needed you but my needs were not answered
If you love me, love me when I’m up
then you should love, love me when I’m down
When I’m low but nobody love you when you’re down and out
I cried, walked the streets and cried
I’m down now but I’ll survive it
Nobody, Nobody wants you, nobody needs you
When you’re down, When you’re down, When you’re down
