What's Number One Lyrics - Jim Carroll

Those were high times back in delhi 

I was left for dead 

Everybody beat it to l.a. 

So the papers read 

But I said, "no, this is not where I get dropped off 

Keep the dough I'm here to blow the top off it" sixty-eight back in chicago 

Watched my friends all fall 

Now they're waiting down in old key largo 

For their man to call 

All laid back 

Sitting in the redwood sauna 

Hanging slack 

Like some dazed iguana I'd choose the bruised up moon 

Over the sun 

I'd lose 

I guess I'm confused 

What's number one 

What's number one? I'm a fine one to be talking 

Dig the mastermind 

You see even if you hold the key 

The door's locked from behind but I left 

I was playing out a lone part 

I was deaf to whispers of my own heart I'd choose the bruised up moon 

Over the sun 

I'd lose 

I guess I'm confused 

What's number one 

What's number one? like a miner seeks that main gold vein 

I'll search on cutting through against the grain 

Keeps me sane I'd choose the bruised up moon 

Over the sun 

I'd lose 

I guess I'm confused 

What's number one 

What's number one?