Walking Down Madison
Kirsty MacColl Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

Walking down madison - I swear I never had a gun
No I never shot no-one - I was only having fun
Walking down madison - swear I never had a gun
I was philosophizing some
Checking out the bums

See you give 'em your nickels, your pennies and dimes
But you can't give 'em hope in these mercenary times, oh no
And you feel real guilty about the coat on your back
And the sandwich you had, oh no

From an uptown apartment to a knife on the a train
It's not that far
From the sharks in the penthouse to the rats in the basement
It's not that far
To the bag lady frozen asleep in the park
Oh no it's not that far
Would you like to see some more?
I can show you if you'd like to

Walking down madison - I swear I never had a gun
No I never shot no-one - wouldn't do it just for fun
Walking down madison - trying to keep my head screwed on
I was philosophizing some
Checking out the nuns

When you get to the corner don't look at those freaks
Keep your head down low and stay quick on your feet, oh yeah
The beaming boy from harlem with the airforce coat
The ones who died
The ones who tried
The ones that sit and gloat

From an uptown apartment to a knife on the a train
It's not that far
From the sharks in the penthouse to the rats in the basement
It's not that far
To the bag lady frozen asleep on the church steps
It's not that far
Would you like to see some more?
I can show you if you'd like to

Within every city and town there's a madison
Frozen lives for whom nothing's happening
Hungry children is a mother's dilemma
Dumpster diving to feed her baby emma
So you walk on by like it doesn't affect you
The held out hand that you pay no respect to
Nickels and dimes won't even buy your guilt
Another wino burnt to death in his quilt
It's a cardboard city, newspaper metropolis
The system can't cope or keep on top of this
The authorities come as you're not for display
Do they solve the problem no they move him away
They're in a vicious circle of no fixed abode
The social won't pay 'em the money they're owed
When you've got no money you can't pay rent
Hypothermia kills ''cause the system is bent

From an uptown apartment to a knife on the a train
It's not that far
From the sharks in the penthouse to the rats in the basement
It's not that far
To the bag lady frozen asleep in the park
Oh no it's not that far
Would you like to see some more?
I can show you if you'd like to

From an uptown apartment to a knife on the a train
It's not that far
From the sharks in the penthouse to the rats in the basement
It's not that far
To the bag lady frozen asleep on the church steps
It's not that far
Would you like to see some more?
I can show you if you'd like to

In the subway sits a vacuous man
His grip on life is a bent tin can
It's a holy shrine where he burns his light
It makes things easy and removes his plight
For an hour or two but he can't escape
They're all penned in with government tape
There are good samaritans who bring the soup
The sally army with their bibles and boots
You can see yourself as it's not too far
One short trip you don't who they are
Till the night comes then it all comes back
Like the smell of patchouli and the armies of rats




It's a shame to be human it's a human shame
It seems we've forgotten we're one and the same

Overall Meaning

In Kirsty MacColl's "Walking Down Madison," she is detailing how socioeconomic divides are clearly visible on the streets of new york city. She swears that she never had a gun, and did not shoot anyone, instead, she was just walking down Madison to "check out the bums" and "philosophizing some." She observes the people who give the homeless their change, but feels guilty that donations of spare change cannot possibly provide actual hope in these dark times. She also highlights how the divide between the rich, with their uptown apartments, and the poor, sleeping on the subway or on church steps, exists in close proximity. She encourages her listeners to look beyond their own privilege and to see the struggles of the less fortunate, showing that we are all human and capable of falling on tough times.


The song seems to be a plea for social justice, reminiscent of Bob Dylan's "Blowin' in the Wind." Kirsty MacColl encourages listeners not to ignore the harsh realities of street-dwelling individuals, no matter their circumstances. In analyzing the song, it's apparent that despair is common among society's marginalized populations, and MacColl's goal may be to inspire empathy and compassion from her listeners. 


Line by Line Meaning

Walking down madison - I swear I never had a gun
I'm walking down Madison avenue in New York City, and I'm telling you that I'm not carrying a gun.


No I never shot no-one - I was only having fun
I want to clarify that I've never shot anyone and I wasn't thinking about it either. I was just having a good time.


Walking down madison - swear I never had a gun
I'm walking down Madison avenue again and I still don't have a gun.


I was philosophizing some
I was thinking deeply about something important while I walked down the street.


Checking out the bums
As I walked, I looked at the homeless people begging for money on the street.


See you give 'em your nickels, your pennies and dimes
People are generous with small change, giving it to the homeless on the street.


But you can't give 'em hope in these mercenary times, oh no
However, people can't really give homeless people the hope they need to change their situation because everyone is focused on making money and it's difficult to be hopeful in this environment.


And you feel real guilty about the coat on your back
When people walk past homeless people, they often feel guilty about the privilege they have – such as warm clothing – and the people on the street do not.


And the sandwich you had, oh no
They also feel guilty about having food to eat when others don't.


From an uptown apartment to a knife on the a train
There is a wide range of experiences in one city, from wealthy apartment buildings to violent crime on the subway.


It's not that far
These vastly different experiences are not geographically far from each other.


From the sharks in the penthouse to the rats in the basement
There are rich and powerful people in office buildings and there are poor and desperate people living in the basements of those buildings.


To the bag lady frozen asleep in the park
Even more tragic, there are homeless people who cannot even afford a home and must sleep on the streets, even in freezing conditions.


Would you like to see some more?
I'm offering to show you, the listener, more of these heartbreaking realities.


I can show you if you'd like to
I can give you a glimpse into the difficult lives of those who are struggling.


Trying to keep my head screwed on
As I continue to walk and see these things, I'm trying to keep my head clear and not lose my mind.


Checking out the nuns
I'm now looking at nuns – which could be a symbol for those who devote themselves to helping others – and observing them.


When you get to the corner don't look at those freaks
When you get to the corner of a street, don't look at the homeless people begging for money because you don't want to make eye contact with them and feel obligated to give them money.


Keep your head down low and stay quick on your feet, oh yeah
Instead, keep your head down and walk quickly so that you don't attract their attention and don't have to spend any of your money on them.


The beaming boy from harlem with the airforce coat
I'm now looking at a boy from Harlem who seems happy despite his circumstances and is wearing a coat from the Air Force.


The ones who died
There are people who have died from drug abuse or other causes because they were homeless and had no support system.


The ones who tried
There are people who try to lift themselves out of poverty but are failed by the system and end up back on the street.


The ones that sit and gloat
There are people who are privileged and don't care about the struggles of others and may even find joy in their misfortune.


Within every city and town there's a madison
Every city has a name for a busy street or district in which an eclectic mix of people from different social backgrounds can be seen crossing paths with one another.


Frozen lives for whom nothing's happening
There are people who live in one place and don't experience any change in their lives and their struggles simply continue indefinitely.


Hungry children is a mother's dilemma
Mothers may struggle to feed their children in this environment, and those children may go hungry.


Dumpster diving to feed her baby emma
Some mothers may have to resort to looking through trash to find food to keep their families alive, as Emma has no other options.


So you walk on by like it doesn't affect you
People often ignore the suffering of others because they don't want to feel bad or don't know what to do to help.


The held out hand that you pay no respect to
People often ignore homeless people's requests for money or help because they don't want to give or don't believe they can help.


Nickels and dimes won't even buy your guilt
People may toss small coins in the direction of the panhandler, but this gesture typically won't assuage their guilt.


Another wino burnt to death in his quilt
Another homeless person – one who is struggling with alcoholism – has died from hypothermia in a blanket on the street.


It's a cardboard city, newspaper metropolis
Homeless people are often forced to live in makeshift camps made of cardboard boxes and other scrap materials.


The system can't cope or keep on top of this
The government doesn't know how to solve the issue of homelessness and poverty in America's cities.


The authorities come as you're not for display
The police may come to arrest homeless people for loitering, vagrancy, or other petty crimes as if they are accomplices in hiding the problem of poverty that they represent.


Do they solve the problem no they move him away
Instead of offering proper and long-term solutions for homeless people, the government often just moves them around from place to place.


They're in a vicious circle of no fixed abode
Homeless people are trapped in a cycle where they cannot find permanent housing or a job, which exacerbates their struggles and makes it nearly impossible for them to gain independence.


The social won't pay 'em the money they're owed
The welfare system often does not provide the money and social support that homeless people need to improve their circumstances.


When you've got no money you can't pay rent
Homeless people can hardly be expected to pay any rent, let alone save up for a security deposit or down payment, which makes it difficult to ever escape poverty and homelessness.


Hypothermia kills ''cause the system is bent
In cold environments, homeless people can be susceptible to hypothermia and other serious health issues. This vulnerability exists because the government and social welfare system have failed them and because their status within society is greatly devalued.


In the subway sits a vacuous man
Within the New York City subway system, there are many people who are struggling with mental health issues or addiction, making their situations extremely difficult and even dangerous.


His grip on life is a bent tin can
The man referred to may carry around a tin can that has become a symbol of his life's sadness and hopelessness.


It's a holy shrine where he burns his light
Within this hopelessness, the man may find moments of reflection or religious recognition, and he may light candles or pray for hope or deliverance.


It makes things easy and removes his plight
In some ways, this religious or reflective act may help the man escape his problems for a few moments and focus on something larger than himself.


For an hour or two but he can't escape
However, the man cannot simply rely on occasional religious or reflective moments to escape his struggles completely because they persist in his life.


They're all penned in with government tape
Though homeless or troubled people may seem free or untethered to some degree, they are still subject to the many regulations of the state and are ultimately caught within the grips of a failing and capitalist system.


There are good samaritans who bring the soup
Fortunately, there are still some people who are willing to help homeless people and offer them aid or food when they can.


The sally army with their bibles and boots
Various religious or mission-oriented organizations may also offer assistance to the homeless, providing them with spiritual or pragmatic support.


You can see yourself as it's not too far
If you take a moment to reflect on the realities of homelessness and poverty in a city, you might recognize that it's not too different from your own circumstances or those of people close to you.


One short trip you don't who they are
A short walk (or journey) could easily bring you to these circumstances within a city too. Homeless people are real people, with stories rich and varied, even if society often overlooks them.


Till the night comes then it all comes back
At night time when people are alone, they might reflect about their experiences and what they have seen throughout the day.


Like the smell of patchouli and the armies of rats
The memories return in the form of smells and images – people will remember the scent of one thing while seeing the reality of poverty around them.


It's a shame to be human it's a human shame
The world has many problems and too often humans fail to help each other overcome them. This is a tragedy for us all because it wastes human potential and denies us a more beautiful and pleasant existence.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: JOHNNY MARR, KIRSTY MACCOLL

Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found
Comments from YouTube:

@galenstone9097

Heroes are not born. They are made in the moment, and Kirsty was among the bravest of those.
Godspeed for a remarkable human being.

@randyd5881

So special. It’s not that far. RIP Kirsty. Gone too soon.

@matthewbrunswick

I have loved this song since I first heard it 32 years ago. I just listened to it as I was "Walking Down Madison" for the first time in my life and it made me cry.

RIP Kirsty, Croydon's finest. ❤

@kipperrepublic3568

There's something about this song that just hooks me in every time. Kirsty had such a beautiful voice.

@debwelsh5595

Good memories. RIP Kristy. You are not forgotten. ❤️

@galfriday4581

Recently heard this track on the radio program, “World Cafe.” It stuck in my head. Such a classic dance track with a poignant political, thinking man’s, through an Artist eyes, message. Such a hot track. Introduced me to Kristy, and I cried when I found out what happen to her. You have touched me and made me dance Kristy!

@pamela8329

Such a gem, she was. RIP Kirsty.💔

@BillODriscoll-jo2ve

Rest in heavenly peace ✌️ 🙏
Kirsty maccoll
1959 to 2000
Taken far, far, too soon

@ronanmyles7482

Great tune, big fan of her music, R.I.P.

@Shaunphillips1

How this hasn't got more views I'll never know, hopefully it reaches 1 million one day.

More Comments

More Versions