Up On the Catwalk
Simple Minds Lyrics

Up on the catwalk, a big wheel is spinning
On the high platform, a giant wheel is turning.

And Dollars to Deutchmarks, and pennies from heaven
Money comes from different sources, ranging from dollars to Deutchmarks, and even from unexpected places.

And up on the catwalk, there's one hundred million
On the high platform, there are countless people.

With letters from thousands that say ``Just who are you?''
There are numerous letters from thousands of people questioning the identity of those on the high platform.

There's one thousand names that can spring up in my mind
I can think of hundreds of names right now.

But you'd call it blackmail and that's just not my kind
However, you might see it as blackmail, but that's not the intention.

Up on the catwalk, up on the catwalk
On the high platform, on the high platform.

And I don't know why
But I don't know why.

I will be there, I will be there, I will be there
I will be present, I will be present, I will be present.

Up on the catwalk there's street politicians
On the high platform, there are street politicians.

That crawl in from Broadway, say then who are you
They come from Broadway and ask who those on the high platform are.

And up on the catwalk there's one thousand postcards
On the high platform, there are a thousand postcards.

From Montevideo, say that I'll be home soon
From Montevideo, these postcards say that I will soon return home.

Get out of Bombay and go up to Brixton And look around, to see just what is missing
Leave Bombay and go to Brixton, look around, and see what's lacking.

And up on the catwalk, girls call for mother And dream of their boyfriends
On the high platform, girls remember their mothers and dream of their boyfriends.

And I don't know why
But I don't know why.

Tonight, under the crystal light, I'll tell you everything I need
Tonight, under the transparent light, I will tell you everything I require.

Tonight, under the crystal light, surrender everything to me
Tonight, under the clear light, relinquish everything to me.

Up on the catwalk, and you dress in waistcoats
On the high platform, people are dressed in waistcoats.

And got brilliantino, and friends of Kim Philby
They possess brilliance and are friends of Kim Philby.

You float through the night time, like manna from heaven
You drift through the night, like manna from heaven.

But what, what do I know, and just what do I know
But what do I know, really, what do I know.

And up on the catwalk, in sweat that glistens
On the high platform, sweat glistens.

And I don't know why and I don't know why
And I don't know why, I don't know why.

Angel Angel Angel Angel
Angel, angel, angel, angel.

Ah huh Ah huh Ah huh Ah huh
Ah huh, ah huh, ah huh, ah huh.

One thousand names that spring up in my mind
Numerous names arise in my mind.

Like Deodata, Michaelangelo, Robert de Niro, so many others
Such as Deodata, Michelangelo, Robert De Niro, and many more.

Nastassja Kinski and Martin Luther - there's room for others, away from me
Nastassja Kinski and Martin Luther - there's space for others, without me.

Up on the catwalk, up on the catwalk, up on the catwalk
On the high platform, on the high platform, on the high platform.

I don't know why.
I don't know why.