Lyrics:

“Going Down” was originally released as a B-side to “Made Of Stone”. It was later included in the 20th anniversary release of The Stone Roses on disc three, entitled B-sides.
Dawn sings in the garden
Phone sings in the hall
This boy's dead from two days life
Resurrected by the call
Penny here we've got to come
So come on 'round to me
There's so much, Penny, lying here
To touch, taste and tease

Ring-a-ding-ding-ding, I'm going down
I'm coming 'round

Penny's place in a crummy room
Her Dansette crackles to Jimi's tune
I don't care, I taste Ambre Solaire
Her neck, her thighs, her lips, her hair

Ring-a-ding-ding-ding, I'm going down
I'm coming 'round

All thoughts of sleep desert me
There is no time (There is no time)
Thirty minutes brings me 'round to
Her number nine

There she looks like a painting
Jackson Pollock's number five
Come into the forest and taste the trees
The Sun starts shining and I'm hard to please

Ring-a-ding-ding-ding, I'm going down
I'm coming 'round

All thoughts of sleep desert me
There is no time (There is no time)
Thirty minutes brings me 'round to
Her number nine

To look down on the clouds
You don't need to fly
I've never flown in a plane
I'll live until I die