Down In the Lucky Country

Standing on the corner with the sunlight in my eyes The streets are full of brown-skinned girls and yellow beachfront signs The radio plays the horses, the announcer calls 'em out They got bets each way on a losing streak and the boys are leaving town We're doing fine in the lucky country Doing alright 'cause we're making money Down in the lucky country Down in the lucky country Alright Mona sits on the doorstep, her dress between her knees It's a lousy life if a girl can only live for the Roaring Twenties "Those were the days", I heard her say, "When the trams ran down to the sea You could go to the dance every Saturday night and never have to leave" We're doing fine in the lucky country Doing alright 'cause we're making money Down in the lucky country Down in the lucky country People building up impossible walls and they call it home sweet home They buy up false security and force it on their sons But they'll get by We're doing fine in the lucky country Doing alright 'cause we're making money Down in the lucky country Down in the lucky country Down in the lucky country Down in the lucky country We're goin' down to the lucky country We're goin' down to the lucky country We're goin' down to the lucky country (Down in the lucky country) Oh, down to the lucky country Down to the lucky country We're goin' down (down in the lucky country)