Palookaville Songtext
von Peter Case

This place has changed since we were the kings
The shops torn down where we pawned our rings
Eight by tens no one sees no more
Like Telly Savalas hanging by the door
Palookaville

Well you can′t tell your baby how a left jab feels
The first you take rocks you on your heels
Soon you're back in the car for the long ride home
The canvas is splattered with your blood and bone
Palookaville

You could have been somebody
Could have been somebody to see
You could have been somebody
Could have been somebody like me


The crowd was dressed in leathers and lace
They screamed for more while you worked his face
Then they tore up their programs
And they jumped to their feet
What do you say we go get something to eat?
Oh in Palookaville

Palookaville cast off by crooks
A punch-drunk fighter with two left hooks
You only blame yourself for the way it went
You threw away your chances now you′re sweating the rent
Oh in Palookaville

You could have been somebody
Could have been somebody to see
You could have been somebody
Could have been somebody like me

Now you're one of the crowd walking where they walk
There's a new kid hopping in, he′s talking the talk
But you know what it′s like falling off of the map
Your heaven-sent treasure got sprung like a trap
Over Palookaville

Now there's a boy in the dark, he′s got a ways to go
Underneath the covers with a radio
He's tuning into five from Bangor, Maine
Once you catch the bug it′s never the same
Palookaville


You could have been somebody
Could have been somebody to see
You could have been somebody
Could have been somebody like me