Chinatown - Joe Jackson

Trying to find Chinatown

Trying to find Chinatown

A hungry man

Can hold out a long time

For some soul food

Good food, whole food

I know I was that man

Maybe sometimes hold out a little too long

I took a right

Then I took a wrong turn

Someone asked me for a quarter

It didn't seem to fit

He didn't look much like a Chinaman

Trying to find Chinatown

Trying to find Chinatown

An old black man

Pushing a shopping trolley

Filled with tin cans

Avoided his glance

I'm nervous and I'm lost

And I don't see too many restaurants

A guy laid out

With a knife in his back

A cop came along

Told him, move on

Go home and sleep it off

I didn't know if I should get involved

Trying to find Chinatown

Trying to find Chinatown