I walk the floor in a heavy boot
Searching for a hidden kind of loot
Checking the locks on a rusty door
While the brass is shaking through the floor
Down in the basement where the horn plays loud
Hiding away from the midnight crowd
I got the key but I lost my way
Listening to things that the saxophones say
Copper pipes sweat in the humid air
I smell the smoke and the perfume flare
The velvet curtains are a dusty red
I hear the rhythm drumming in my head
The boss man wants me to keep it tight
Keep the intruders out of the light
But I found a corner where the tempo swings
And I can feel how the bass guitar sings
Down in the basement where the horn plays loud
Hiding away from the midnight crowd
I got the key but I lost my way
Listening to things that the saxophones say
One more drink in a plastic cup
I don't want the morning to wake me up
Forget the badge and the heavy chain
Let the wild music wash out the rain
My flashlight flickers on a golden bell
A secret story that I'll never tell
I'm just a guard in a cheap blue suit
Caught in the grip of a horn's heavy root
Down in the basement where the horn plays loud
Hiding away from the midnight crowd
I got the key but I lost my way
Listening to things that the saxophones say
Just keep it swinging.
Down in the deep.
Keep it low.
