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from Mark Knopfler - Shangri-La (2004)
5.15 a.m.
Snow laying all around A collier cycles home From his night shift underground Past the silent pub Primary school, workingmens club On the road from the pithead The churchyard packed With mining dead Then beneath the bridge He comes to a giant car A shroud of snow upon the roof A mark ten jaguar He thought the man was fast asleep Silent, still and deep Both dead and cold Shot through With bullet holes The one armed bandit man Came north to fill his boots Came up from cockneyland E-type jags and flashy suits Put your money in Pull the levers Watch them spin Cash cows in all the pubs But he preferred the new nightclubs Nineteen sixty-seven Bandit men in birdcage heaven La dolce vita, sixty-nine All new to people of the tyne Who knows who did what Somebody made a call They said his hands Were in the pot That he'd been skimming hauls He picks up the swag They gaily gave away Drives his giant jag Off to his big pay day The bandit man Came north to fill his boots Came up from cockneyland E-type jags and flashy suits The bandit man Came up the great north road Up to geordieland To mine The mother lode Seams blew up or cracked Black diamonds came hard won Generations toiled and hacked For a pittance and black lung Crushed by tub or stone Together And alone How the young and old Paid the price of coal Eighteen sixty-seven My angel's gone to heaven He'll be happy there Sunlight and sweet clean air They gather round the glass Tough hewers and crutters Child trappers and putters The little foals and half-marrows Who pushed And pulled the barrows The hod boys And the rolleywaymen 5.15 a.m. |
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| from The Princess Bride (프린세스 브라이드) by Mark Knopfler [ost] (1990) | |||||
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| from Mark Knopfler - Last Exit To Brooklyn (1989) | |||||
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from Mark Knopfler - Golden Heart (1996)
My lady may I have this dance Forgive a knight who knows no shame My lady may I have this dance And lady may I know your name You danced upon a soldier's arm And I felt the blade of love so keen And when you smiled you did me harm And I was drawn to you, my queen Now these boots may take me where they will Though they may never shine like his There is no knight I would not kill To have my lady's hand to kiss Yes and they did take me through the hall To leave me not one breath from you And they fell silent one and all And you could see my heart was true Then I did lead you from the hall And we did ride upon the hill Away beyond the city wall And sure you are my lady still A night in summer long ago The stars were falling from the sky And still, my heart, I have to know Why do you love me, lady, why? |
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from Mark Knopfler - The Ragpicker's Dream (1999)
Well he's daddy's little boy he plays with his toys
He holds on to his daddy's hand His daddy says Sonny you're a big strong boy You're gonna be a big strong man And they go play catch they go play ball They go take a walk along the sand Big strong daddy and a big strong boy Living in a big strong land Daddy is he a goodie or a baddie Daddy can I have a dinosaur Once upon a time there were cannibals Now there are no cannibals any more Down in Louisiana there's a hurricane coming The little boy climbs the stairs And all along the levee all the people come running And the little boy's saying his prayers And a sleepy little laddie smiles up at his daddy And he's asking for his G.I. Joe And daddy tucks him in with a kiss upon the chin And says my little one I love you so Daddy is he a goodie or a baddie Leave a light outside the door Once upon a time there were cannibals Now there are no cannibals any more Lay down your head now don't get out of bed Don't you let the bedbugs bite It's time to go to sleep now not another peep And I'll see you in the morning light And then the radio was playing and the weatherman was saying The hurricane had blown away And daddy's little boy was jumping up for joy And he was singing at the break of day Daddy is he a goodie or a baddie Daddy can I be a warrior Once upon a time there were cannibals Now there are no cannibals any more Yeah daddy is he a goodie or a baddie Daddy why do people go to war Once upon a time there were cannibals Now there are no cannibals any more |
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from B. B. King - B.B. King & Friends - 80 (1995)
I've got a good mind to give up living, and go shopping instead
I say, I've got a good mind to give up living, and go shopping instead To pick up me a tombstone, and be pronounced dead When I read your letter this morning, that was in your place in bed I read your letter this morning, that was in your place in bed That's when I decided, that I would be better off dead It read, there is no use you looking, or ever hoping to get me back Oh, there's no use you looking, or ever hoping to get me back Yes, because it's all over now, and you can bet on that |
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from Mark Knopfler - Shangri-La (2004)
My darling girl
You're all that matters In this wicked world All that matters My darling boy All of my sunshine And all of my joy You're all that matters All that matters Well, I can't stop the pain When it calls I'm a man And I can't stop the rain When it falls, my darling Who can? My darling girl You're all that matters In this wicked world All that matters Well, I can't stop the pain When it calls I'm a man And I can't stop the rain When it falls, my darling Who can? My darling girl My darling girl You're all that matters In this wicked world All that matters My darling friend All we've got going Is love in the end It's all that matters All that matters |
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| from Mark Knopfler, Emmylou Harris - All The Roadrunning (2006) | |||||
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| from Mark Knopfler - Wag The Dog (1998) | |||||
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from Dire Straits - Communique (1983)
Well there's a Peter Pan moon shepard's delight
I got to drag in at noon and won the fight I want my reward in heaven tonight Just like you promised Angel of Mercy you'll come to no harm Angel of Mercy there's no need for alarm The knight in his armor wants a night in your arms You know he's honest Angel of Mercy angel delight Give me my reward in heaven tonight And if I give up my sword won't you give me the right sweet angel Well now it's too late for talking we can talk later on Let the saxophone play us until the chorus of dawn All I need is a little oblivion You don't need protection Here comes the moonlight down on your bed Angel of mercy let your heart rule your head I don't want your money I want you instead Don't need rejection Angel of Mercy angel delight Give me my reward in heaven tonight And if I give up my sword won't you give me the right Angel of Mercy give me heaven tonight Well if you cross your heart and spit And swear upon the grave of your mother You got to get in the hit Tell me that I'm your all night lover Angel of Mercy angel delight Give me my reward in heaven tonight And if I give up my sword won't you give me the right Angel of Mercy give me heaven tonight Angel of Mercy angel delight Give me my reward in heaven tonight And if I give up my sword won't you give me the right Angel of Mercy give me heaven tonight |
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from Dire Straits - Dire Straits / Communique (2000)
Well there's a Peter Pan moon, shepherd's delight
I got the dragon at noon, yes and won the fight Now I want my reward in heaven tonight, just like you promised Angel of Mercy you'll come to no harm Angel of Mercy, there's no need for alarm The knight in his armor wants a night in your arms You know he's honest Angel of Mercy, angel delight, give me my reward in heaven tonight And if I give up my sword, won't you give me the right Sweet angel Well now it's too late for talkin', we can talk later on Let the saxaphone play us till the chorus of dawn And I need is a little oblivion, you don't need protection Well now here comes the moonlight down on your bed Angel of mercy let your heart rule your head I don't want your money, I want you instead Don't need rejection yeah Angel of Mercy, angel delight, give me my reward in heaven tonight And if I give up my sword, won't you give me the right Angel of Mercy, give me heaven tonight Well, if you cross your heart And spit and swear upon the grave of your mother You gotta get into it, you gotta Tell me that I'm more than a lover Yeah angel of Mercy, angel delight A-give me my reward in heaven tonight And if I give up my sword, won't you give me the right Angel of Mercy, give me heaven tonight Yeah angel of Mercy, angel delight A-give me my reward in heaven tonight And if I give up my sword, won't you give me the right Angel of Mercy, give me heaven tonight |
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from Mark Knopfler - Golden Heart (1996)
It wasn't just the music It wasn't just the wine Some other kind of magic Was sending shivers up my spine Then I was falling And I fell for you, and how Darling, are we in trouble now They say we're grown up But we've been searching all this time I wouldn't own up Never would admit to flying blind But in the Darkness We found each other anyhow Darling, are we in trouble now When we'd talk it over Love was a cry from a distant shore Then we found each other And all that we'd been searching for And I'm done denying I guess by now you know I'm through with trying Can't bring myself to let you go And of all these feelings We said we never would allow Darling, are we in trouble now Darling, are we in trouble now |
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| from Mark Knopfler - Last Exit To Brooklyn (1989) | |||||
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from Mark Knopfler - Shangri-La (2004)
Around the time of 'clambake'
Movie number twenty-five You and the lying dutchman Are still in overdrive You're as strong as when you started Mississippi in your soul You can still be marlon brando And the king of rock and roll It isn't just the records No, you must have hollywood The songs alone are not enough That much is understood You'll soon be back in memphis Maybe then you'll know what to do The storylines they're giving you Are just not ringing true Oh, it's a ways to go Back to Tupelo it's a ways to go Back to Tupelo 간주중 When you're young and beautiful Your dreams are all ideals Later on it's not the same Lord, everything is real Sixteen hundred miles of highway Roll back to the truth And a song to give your mother In your first recording booth Around the time of 'clambake' That old dream's still rolling on Sometimes there'll be the feeling Things are going wrong The morning star is fading Lord, the Mississippi's cold You can still be marlon brando And the king of rock and roll But it's a ways to go Back to Tupelo it's a ways to go Back to Tupelo |
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from Mark Knopfler - Sailing To Philadelphia (2000)
We don't eat in no white restaurant
We're eating in the car Baloney again, baloney again We don't sleep in no white hotel bed We're sleepin' in the car, baloney again You don't strut around in these country towns You best stay in the car Look on ahead don't stare around You best stay where you are You're a long way from home, boy Don't push your luck too far Baloney again Twenty-two years we've sung the word Since nineteen thirty-one Amen, I say amen Now the young folk want to praise the Lord With guitar, bass and drums, amen Well I'll never get tired of Jesus But it's been a heavy load Carrying His precious love Down a long dirt road We're a long way from home Just let's pay the man and go Baloney again The lord is my shepherd He leadeth me in pastures green He gave us this day Our daily bread and gasoline Go under the willow Park her up beside the stream Shoulders for pillows Lay down your head and dream Shoulders for pillows Lay down your head and dream |
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from Mark Knopfler - Sailing To Philadelphia (2000)
We don't eat in no white restaurant
We're eating in the car Baloney again, baloney again We don't sleep in no white hotel bed We're sleepin' in the car, baloney again You don't strut around in these country towns You best stay in the car Look on ahead don't stare around You best stay where you are You're a long way from home, boy Don't push your luck too far Baloney again Twenty-two years we've sung the word Since nineteen thirty-one Amen, I say amen Now the young folk want to praise the Lord With guitar, bass and drums, amen Well I'll never get tired of Jesus But it's been a heavy load Carrying His precious love Down a long dirt road We're a long way from home Just let's pay the man and go Baloney again The lord is my shepherd He leadeth me in pastures green He gave us this day Our daily bread and gasoline Go under the willow Park her up beside the stream Shoulders for pillows Lay down your head and dream Shoulders for pillows Lay down your head and dream |
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| from Mark Knopfler, Emmylou Harris - All The Roadrunning (2006) | |||||
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| from Mark Knopfler, Emmylou Harris - All The Roadrunning (2006) | |||||
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from Mark Knopfler - Get Lucky (2009)
Before gas and TV
Before people had cars We'd sit around the fires Pass around our guitars Remembering songs When my daddy was home He'd play along On the spoons and a comb We'd go with the flow When the weather was fine Sometimes we'd go Collecting scrap iron And we'd sit around the fires Pass a bottle of wine In the tales of the road Since time out of mind If heaven's like this Well that's OK with me Where the living is fine And living is free If heaven's like this Well then here's where I'll be On the edge of the field On the edge of the world Before gas and TV |
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from Mark Knopfler - Kill To Get Crimson (2007)
This didn't use to be me, old boy
This isn't what I'd want pulling old night fighters in a restaurant There's smoke and flames behind me where the self-respect all went and I'm behind, behind with the rent I've been stitched up like a kipper, old son but I won't be again Hell hath no fury Oh, I'm like a lot of men Now I'm stalking this old Doris with lascivious intent and I'm behind, behind with the rent Just a little duck and dive and a bit of wheel and deal She'll remind me I'm alive She'll remind me I still feel Just a little shelling out for a bit of you-know-what I know this is all about something that I never got Well this crumpet's past it's sell-by-date but they all would qualify They're going to be lonely and be happy to comply She knows that I'm a chancer coming on like a gent but I'm behind, behind with the rent Yes, I'm behind, behind with the rent |
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| from Mark Knopfler, Emmylou Harris - All The Roadrunning (2006) | |||||
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| from Mark Knopfler, Emmylou Harris - Real Live Roadrunning [video, live] (2007) | |||||
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| from Mark Knopfler, Emmylou Harris - All The Roadrunning (2006) | |||||
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| from Mark Knopfler, Emmylou Harris - All The Roadrunning (2006) | |||||
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| from Mark Knopfler, Emmylou Harris - All The Roadrunning (2006) | |||||
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from Mark Knopfler - The Trawlerman'S Song [ep, live] (2005)
I'm going to San Bernardino Ridididin
Milkshake mix is thus my thing now These guys bought a heap of my stuff And I gotta see a good thing shooting up now Folks line up all down the street Now I am seeing this girl devour her meat now And then I get it Wham as clear as day My pulse begins to hammer then I hear a voice say These boys have got this down ought to be one of these in every town These boys have got the touch It's clean as a whistle and it don't cost much Wham bam don't wait long, shake fries plenty of gum How about that friendly name, heck, every little thing gotta stay the same Or my name is not Kroc, that's Kroc with a K A crocodile is not spelt that way now It's Dog eat dog, rat eat rat Kroc style - Boom like that You gentlemen are to expand You're gonna need a helping hand now So gentlemen well what about me? We'll make a little business history now Well we'll build it up and I'll buy him out The man they made me grind it out now They open up a new place flippin meat So I do too, right across the street I got the main I need town, sell em' in the end and it all shuts down Sometimes you gotta be an S.O.B. you wanna make a dream reality Competition sent em south, they're gonna drown or we're hosing em' out Do not pass go go straight to hell I smell a lotta meat .....da smell Or my name is not Kroc that's Kroc with a K A crocodile is not spelt that way now Ohh it's Dog eat Dog, Rat eat Rat Dog eat Dog, Rat eat Rat now Ohh it's Dog eat Dog, Rat eat Rat Kroc style - Boom like that |
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from Mark Knopfler - Shangri-La (2004)
I'm going to San Bernardino Ridididin
Milkshake mix is thus my thing now These guys bought a heap of my stuff And I gotta see a good thing shooting up now Folks line up all down the street Now I am seeing this girl devour her meat now And then I get it Wham as clear as day My pulse begins to hammer then I hear a voice say These boys have got this down ought to be one of these in every town These boys have got the touch It's clean as a whistle and it don't cost much Wham bam don't wait long, shake fries plenty of gum How about that friendly name, heck, every little thing gotta stay the same Or my name is not Kroc, that's Kroc with a K A crocodile is not spelt that way now It's Dog eat dog, rat eat rat Kroc style - Boom like that You gentlemen are to expand You're gonna need a helping hand now So gentlemen well what about me? We'll make a little business history now Well we'll build it up and I'll buy him out The man they made me grind it out now They open up a new place flippin meat So I do too, right across the street I got the main I need town, sell em' in the end and it all shuts down Sometimes you gotta be an S.O.B. you wanna make a dream reality Competition sent em south, they're gonna drown or we're hosing em' out Do not pass go go straight to hell I smell a lotta meat .....da smell Or my name is not Kroc that's Kroc with a K A crocodile is not spelt that way now Ohh it's Dog eat Dog, Rat eat Rat Dog eat Dog, Rat eat Rat now Ohh it's Dog eat Dog, Rat eat Rat Kroc style - Boom like that |
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| from Mark Knopfler - Kill To Get Crimson (2007) | |||||
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| from Mark Knopfler - True Love Will Never Fade [eBundle] [single] (2007) | |||||
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| from Mark Knopfler - Music From Local Hero (1984) | |||||
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from Mark Knopfler - Get Lucky (2009)
Southern bound from Glasgow town, she's shining in the sun
My Scotstoun lassie, on the border run We're whistling down the hillsides and tearing up the climbs I'm just a thiever, stealing time In the Border Reiver. Three hundred thousand on the clock and plenty more to go Crash, box and lever, she needs the heal and toe She's not to cold in winter but she cooks me in the heat I'm a six foot driver but you can adjust the seat In the Border Reiver Sure as the sunrise, that's what they say about the Albion Sure as the sunrise, that's what they say about the Albion She's an Albion, she's an Albion The ministry don't worry me my paperwork's alright They can't touch me, I got my sleep last night Its knocking out a living wage in nineteen sixty nine I'm just a thiever, stealing time In the Border reiver. Sure as the sunrise, that's what they say about the Albion Sure as the sunrise, that's what they say about the Albion She's an Albion, she's an Albion |
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| from Mark Knopfler, Emmylou Harris - Real Live Roadrunning [video, live] (2007) | |||||
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| from Mark Knopfler, Emmylou Harris - Real Live Roadrunning [video, live] (2007) | |||||
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| from Mark Knopfler - Metroland (1999) | |||||
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from Dire Straits - Brothers In Arms (1985)
These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arm Through these fields of destruction Baptism of fire I've watched all your suffering As the battles raged higher And though they did hurt me so bad In the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms There's so many different worlds So many different suns And we have just one world But we live in different ones Now the sun's gone to hell And the moon's riding high Let me bid you farewell Every man has to die But it's written in the starlight And every line on your palm We're fools to make war On our brothers in arms |
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from Dire Straits - Money For Nothing (1988)
These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction Baptisms of fire I've witnessed your suffering As the battle raged higher And though they did hurt me so bad In the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms There's so many different worlds So many different suns And we have just one world But we live in different ones Now the sun's gone to hell And the moon's riding high Let me bid you farewell Every man has to die But it's written in the starlight And every line in your palm We're fools to make war On our brothers in arms |
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from Mark Knopfler - The Ragpicker's Dream (1999)
These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction Baptisms of fire I've witnessed your suffering As the battles raged higher And though we were hurt so bad In the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms There's so many different worlds So many differents suns And we have just one world But we live in different ones Now the sun's gone to hell And the moon's riding high Let me bid you farewell Every man has to die But it's written in the starlight And every line on your palm We're fools to make war On our brothers in arms |
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from Dire Straits - Brothers In Arms/ On Every Street (2000)
These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction Baptisms of fire I've witnessed your suffering As the battle raged higher And though they did hurt me so bad In the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms There's so many different worlds So many different suns And we have just one world But we live in different ones Now the sun's gone to hell And the moon's riding high Let me bid you farewell Every man has to die But it's written in the starlight And every line in your palm We're fools to make war On our brothers in arms |
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from Dire Straits - Dire Straits - Sultans Of Swing (2003)
These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction Baptisms of fire I've witnessed your suffering As the battle raged higher And though they did hurt me so bad In the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms There's so many different worlds So many different suns And we have just one world But we live in different ones Now the sun's gone to hell And the moon's riding high Let me bid you farewell Every man has to die But it's written in the starlight And every line in your palm We're fools to make war On our brothers in arms |
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from Dire Straits - On The Night (2008)
These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction Baptism of fire I've watched all your suffering As the battles raged higher And though they did hurt me so bad In the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms There's so many different worlds So many different suns And we have just one world But we live in different ones Now the sun's gone to hell And the moon's riding high Let me bid you farewell Every man has to die But it's written in the starlight And every line on your palm We're fools to make war On our brothers in arms |
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from Dire Straits - On The Night (2008)
These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction Baptism of fire I've watched all your suffering As the battles raged higher And though they did hurt me so bad In the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms There's so many different worlds So many different suns And we have just one world But we live in different ones Now the sun's gone to hell And the moon's riding high Let me bid you farewell Every man has to die But it's written in the starlight And every line on your palm We're fools to make war On our brothers in arms |
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from Dire Straits - On Every Street (1992)
Calling Elvis - is anybody home
Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Or can he come to the phone Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Well tell him I was calling just to wish him well Let me leave my number - Heartbreak Hotel Oh love me tender - baby don't be cruel Return to sender - treat me like a fool Calling Elvis - is anybody home Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Can he come to the phone Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone All right Why don't you go get him - I'm his biggest fan You gotta tell him - he's still the man Long distance baby - so far from home Don't you think maybe you could put him on Well tell him I was calling just to wish him well Let me leave my number - Heartbreak Hotel Oh love me tender - baby don't be cruel Return to sender - treat me like a fool Calling Elvis - is anybody home Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Can he come to the phone Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Calling Elvis - is anybody home Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Can he come to the phone Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone |
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from Dire Straits - On Every Street (2000)
Calling Elvis - is anybody home
Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Or can he come to the phone Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Well tell him I was calling just to wish him well Let me leave my number - Heartbreak Hotel Oh love me tender - baby don't be cruel Return to sender - treat me like a fool Calling Elvis - is anybody home Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Can he come to the phone Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone All right Why don't you go get him - I'm his biggest fan You gotta tell him - he's still the man Long distance baby - so far from home Don't you think maybe you could put him on Well tell him I was calling just to wish him well Let me leave my number - Heartbreak Hotel Oh love me tender - baby don't be cruel Return to sender - treat me like a fool Calling Elvis - is anybody home Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Can he come to the phone Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Calling Elvis - is anybody home Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Can he come to the phone Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone |
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from Dire Straits - Dire Straits - Sultans Of Swing (2003)
Calling Elvis - is anybody home
Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Or can he come to the phone Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Well tell him I was calling just to wish him well Let me leave my number - Heartbreak Hotel Oh love me tender - baby don't be cruel Return to sender - treat me like a fool Calling Elvis - is anybody home Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Can he come to the phone Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone All right Why don't you go get him - I'm his biggest fan You gotta tell him - he's still the man Long distance baby - so far from home Don't you think maybe you could put him on Well tell him I was calling just to wish him well Let me leave my number - Heartbreak Hotel Oh love me tender - baby don't be cruel Return to sender - treat me like a fool Calling Elvis - is anybody home Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Can he come to the phone Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Calling Elvis - is anybody home Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Can he come to the phone Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone |
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from Dire Straits - On The Night (2008)
Calling elvis - is anybody home
Calling elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Or can he come to the phone Calling elvis - I'm here all alone Well tell him I was calling just to wish him well Let me leave my number - heartbreak hotel Oh love me tender - baby dob't be cruel Return to sender - treat me like a fool Calling elvis - is anybody home Calling elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Or can he come to the phone Calling elvis - I'm here all alone Why don't you go get him - I'm his biggest fan You gotta tell him - he's still the man Long distance baby - so far from home Don't you think maybe you could put him on Well tell him I was calling just to wish him well Let me leave my number - heartbreak hotel Oh love me tender - baby dob't be cruel Return to sender - treat me like a fool Calling elvis - is anybody home Calling elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Or can he come to the phone Calling elvis - I'm here all alone |
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from Mark Knopfler - Golden Heart (1996)
Well he's daddy's little boy he plays with his toys He holds on to his daddy's hand His daddy says Sonny you're a big strong boy You're gonna be a big strong man And they go play catch they go play ball They go take a walk along the sand Big strong daddy and a big strong boy Living in a big strong land Daddy is he a goodie or a baddie Daddy can I have a dinosaur Once upon a time there were cannibals Now there are no cannibals any more Down in Louisiana there's a hurricane coming The little boy climbs the stairs And all along the levee all the people come running And the little boy's saying his prayers And a sleepy little laddie smiles up at his daddy And he's asking for his G.I. Joe And daddy tucks him in with a kiss upon the chin And says my little one I love you so Daddy is he a goodie or a baddie Leave a light outside the door Once upon a time there were cannibals Now there are no cannibals any more Lay down your head now don't get out of bed Don't you let the bedbugs bite It's time to go to sleep now not another peep And I'll see you in the morning light And then the radio was playing and the weatherman was saying The hurricane had blown away And daddy's little boy was jumping up for joy And he was singing at the break of day Daddy is he a goodie or a baddie Daddy can I be a warrior Once upon a time there were cannibals Now there are no cannibals any more Yeah daddy is he a goodie or a baddie Daddy why do people go to war Once upon a time there were cannibals Now there are no cannibals any more |
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from Mark Knopfler - Get Lucky (2009)
I keep a weather eye on the horizon, back to the wall
I like to know who's coming through the door at us all It's the old Army training, kickin' in I'm not complaining It's the world we live in Ronny and Malarkey, they're a devious firm They'll take you to the cleaners, let you burn The help is breaking dishes in the kitchen, Thanks a lot We hired the worst dishwasher This place ever got Hidden below the radar, they want to spoil our fun In the meantime, I'm cleaning my gun Remember it got so cold ice froze up the tank We lit a fire beneath her just so she would crank Keep a weather eye on the horizon Tap storm glass now and then We got a case of Old Damnation For when you get here my friend We can have ourselves a party before they come In the meantime, I'm cleaning my gun We had women in a miracle, we had a DJ We used to eat pretty much all painless ways Ever since the goons came in took apart the place I keep a tire iron in the corner just in case Gave you a magic bullet on a little chain Keeping safe from the chilly winds And the howl of the rain We're gonna might need bullets, should we have stuck Any which way, we're gonna need a little luck You can still get gas in heaven and drink in kingdom come??짖???짝 In the meantime, I'm cleaning my gun |
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from Dire Straits - Communique (1983)
They wanna get a statement for Jesus' sake
It's like a talking to the wall He's incommunicado no comment to make He's saying nothing at all But in the communique you know he's gonna come clean Think what he say Say what he means Maybe on Monday he got something to say Communication Communique Communique Maybe he could talk about the tricks of the trade Maybe he could talk about himself Maybe he could talk about the money that he made Maybe he'd be saying something else But in the communique you know he's gonna come clean Think what he say, Say what he means Maybe on Monday he got something to say Communication Communique Communique And now the rumors are flying Speculation rising Say that he's been trying someone else's wife Somebody at the airport Somebody on the phone Says he's at the station and he's coming on the noon Then we get the story a serious breeze And a photograph taken in the hall You don't have to worry with the previous release Right now, he's saying nothing at all But in the communique you know he's gonna come clean Think what he say Say what he means Maybe on Monday he got something to say Communication Communique Communique |
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from Dire Straits - Dire Straits / Communique (2000)
We wanna get a statement for Jesus' sake
It's like a talking to a wall He's incummunicado No comment to make He's saying nothing at all Yeah but in the communique You know he's gonna come clean Think what he say Say what he means Maybe on a Monday he got something to say Communication Communique Communique Maybe he could talk about the tricks of the trade Maybe he could talk about himself Maybe he could talk about the money he made Maybe he be saying something else But in the communique you know he's gonna come clean Think what he say Say what he means Maybe on a Monday he got something to say Communication Communique Communique Well now the rumours are flying Speculation rife They say that he's been trying someone else's wife Somebody at the airport Somebody on the phone Say he's at the station and he's coming home alone Then we get the story The serious piece And a photography a taken in the hall And you don't have to worry with the previous release Right now he's saying nothing at all But in the communique you know he's gonna come clean Think what he say Say what he mean Maybe on a Monday he'll have something to say Communication Communique Communique Communication |
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from Mark Knopfler - The Ragpicker's Dream (1999)
LOOK AT ME COYOTE
DON'T LET A LITTLE ROAD DUST PUT YOU OFF YOU CAN'T JUDGE A BOOK WELL YOU KNOW THAT STUFF THERE'S A TEAR IN MY UPHOLSTERY AND A HOLE IN MY SHOE BUT DON'T YOU JUST WISH THAT YOU COULD MAKE HALF OF THE SPEED I DO SPEED I DO, SPEED I DO, SPEED I DO YOU CAN'T CATCH ME COYOTE THOUGH THERE MAY BE BLOOD ON THE TRACKS THERE MAY BE SOME BRIDGES BURNING BEHIND OUR BACKS BUT I GOT MY LAUNDRY ON THE BACKSEAT AND AN ITINERARY TOO AND DON'T YOU JUST WISH THAT YOU COULD MAKE HALF OF THE SPEED I DO SPEED I DO, SPEED I DO, SPEED I DO SPEED I DO, SPEED I DO, SPEED I DO NOW I'M A SPECK ON YOUR HORIZON GETTING SMALLER FAST AN AMBUSH WOULDN'T BE SURPRISING I HOPE IT'S BETTER THAN YOUR LAST ONCE AGAIN THE ROADRUNNER LEAVES THE COYOTE IN THE DIRT YOU'VE GOT ANOTHER PLAN OF ACTION BUT WE ALL KNOW IT AIN'T NEVER GONNA WORK IT MUST BE HARD HAVING DOG DREAMS THAT NEVER COME TRUE AND DON'T YOU JUST WISH THAT YOU COULD MAKE HALF OF THE SPEED I DO SPEED I DO, SPEED I DO, SPEED I DO SPEED I DO, SPEED I DO, SPEED I DO |
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from Mark Knopfler - The Ragpicker's Dream (1999)
OH, YOURE GONNA MISS YOUR DADDY WHEN HES GONE
WHEN HES GONE YEAH, YOURE GONNA MISS YOUR DADDY WHEN HES GONE WHEN HES GONE DADDYS GONE DOWN THAT GALLATIN ROAD THE HEN NEVER LAID AND THE CORN NEVER GROWED OH, YOURE GONNA MISS YOUR DADDY WHEN HES GONE OH, ID RATHER HAVE A DOLLAR THAN A DIME THAN A DIME YEAH, ID RATHER HAVE A DOLLAR THAN A DIME THAN A DIME DADDYS GONE DOWN THAT CROSSVILLE TRACK IF HE CANT MAKE A DOLLAR THEN HE AINT COMIN BACK OH, ID RATHER HAVE A DOLLAR THAN A DIME OH, YOU BETTER LOVE YOUR DADDY WHILE YOU CAN WHILE YOU CAN YEAH, YOU BETTER LOVE YOUR DADDY WHILE YOU CAN WHILE YOU CAN DADDYS GONE SOUTH ON THE NATCHEZ TRACE IF THE CANT SHOW THE MONEY THEN HE DONT SHOW HIS FACE OH, YOUD BETTER LOVE YOUR DADDY WHILE YOU CAN OH, YOUR DADDYS GONE TO KNOXVILLE NOW KNOXVILLE NOW YEAH, YOUR DADDYS GONE TO KNOXVILLE NOW KNOXVILLE NOW DADDYS GONE DOWN THAT KNOXVILLE ROAD THE DOG NEVER BARKED AND THE COCK NEVER CROWED OH, YOUR DADDYS GONE TO KNOXVILLE NOW. |
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from Mark Knopfler - Golden Heart (1996)
It's time to come away, my darling pretty It's time to come away on the changing tide Time to come away, darling pretty And I need you darling by my side Heal me with a smile, darling pretty Heal me with a smile and a heart of gold Carry me awhile, my darling pretty Heal my aching heart and soul Just like a castaway Lost upon an endless sea I saw you far away Come to rescue me Cast away the chains, darling pretty Cast away the chains away behind Take away my pain, my darling pretty And the chains that once were yours and mine There will come a day, darling pretty There will come a day when hearts can fly Love will find a way, my darling pretty Find a heaven for you and I Love will find a way, my darling pretty Find a heaven for you and I |
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from Mark Knopfler - The Ragpicker's Dream (1999)
When Jack Frost came for Christmas
With a brass monkey date The rail-king and the scarecrow Hopped a florlda freight And they blew on their paper cups And stared through the steam Then they drank half a bottle Of ragpicker's dream where The whiskey keeps following Cold pitchers of beer Me and my associate Like the clientele here get The onions and the 'taters Rib-eyes on the grill Toothpicks and luckies And a coffee refill as The rail-king lay rocking He was leaving the ground Then he was flying like santa claus Over the town where He came to the window Of a house by a stream It was a family christmas In the ragpicker's dream there Were kids at the table All aglow in the light Music in the wintertime Sure carries at night there Was turkey and gravy Pie and ice-cream And gifts for each and everyone In the ragpicker's dream where The red-eye keeps tumbling In our glasses of beer Me and my associate Like the service in here there's A ten for your trouble You have beautiful hair Make the last one two doubles It's a cold one out there where The scarecrow and the rail-king Have started to dance But a nightstick and a billyclub Won't give peace a chance here I think they went thataways Your song and dance team Heading home for the holidays With the ragpicker's dream on His knees like a fighter The rail-riding king Like a sack of potatoes Like a bull in the ring where The scarecrow falls over With a tear in the seam Home for the rover In the ragpicker's dream where The red-eye keeps tumbling Like tears in our b |
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from Mark Knopfler - Sailing To Philadelphia (2000)
Well I have been it every since I was a kid at school
Now they love me in Newcastle and in Liverpool I am as hard as a pistol I can't do no wrong I've been in Birmingham and Bristol to play my song Take the 777 to the USA Gonna party all night and gonna sleep all day Seen the New York City cause I never been New York City in a limousine Gonna do America do do America Do America do do America now Take the 777 over to LA Gonna party all night and gonna sleep all day Wake up and try to ??? I get the coolest girl in town Do america do do america Do America do do America now Now the people go nah nah Another people go wah wah Another people go gah gah when I Do America do do America Do America do do America Do America do do America Do America do do America now Backstage passes for the food and booze Sunglasses from the interviews Statue of liberty Everybody looking at me Do America do do America Do America do do America now Do America do do America Do America do do America now Do America do do America ... |
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from Mark Knopfler - Shangri-La (2004)
Don't often open up this floor Since I handed in my gun What all these keys are for Now my tour of duty's done You got to know the switches Now you got your turn Watch and learn, junior Watch and learn Now you will get your Trouble spots Here's one from Down voodoo way Bragged he had me By the you-know-whats Very funny, you don't say The big enchilada Stealing elections Had to go down there Trash collection Got his cojones On my desk in there Made into a souvenir Set of cufflinks, nice pair The rest of him's Someplace up here Sometimes you got to Put a shoulder to the door Not so fast, junior Listen to your pa Here, son I'm handing over to you Don't crash the ambulance Whatever you do What we have here's A dung hole place Thought it was fly shit On the map Fat bastard, ugly face And the personal crap You can't move the barriers You can't mess with oil and gas Had to go down there Stick a couple Aircraft carriers In his ass Fancy dress Nedals chest It's all in here For all the gigs Gas mask Bullet-proof vest Ell the usual rigs There'll be things they missed They didn't mention You've even Got a whistle in there For attracting attention Well, I think you're gonna Be okay, son You've had the tour, I guess These two buttons By the way This one I hope You never press Some holy fool, just watch Who's not like you or me That one's the whole shooting match right there it's the whole shitaree we don't forget who put us here, jack that's page one we talk soft but carry a big stick and pack the biggest gun we don't like accidents major or minor you don't want yourself an incident don't ever invade china here, son I'm handing over to you don't crash the ambulance here, son I'm handing over to you don't crash the ambulance whatever you do |
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from Mark Knopfler - Golden Heart (1996)
Don't you get it I don't want to buy your car
Don't you get it I don't want to buy it Don't you get it I don't want to buy your car Don't you get it I don't want to buy your car Cause I gotta be a free man to run I gotta be a free man to ride I gotta be a free man to run Cause I gotta be a free man to ride I gotta be a free man to run I gotta be a free man to ride I gotta be a free man to run Cause I gotta be a free man to ride Now don't you get it I don't want to dream your dream Don't you get it I don't want to dream it Don't you get it I don't want to dream your dream Don't you get it I don't want to dream your dream Cause I gotta be a free man to run I gotta be a free man to ride I gotta be a free man to run Cause I gotta be a free man to ride I gotta be a free man to run I gotta be a free man to ride I gotta be a free man to run Cause I gotta be a free man to ride Don't you get it I don't want to buy your car Don't you get it I don't want to buy it Don't you get it I don't want to buy your car Don't you get it I don't want to buy your car Cause I gotta be a free man to run I gotta be a free man to ride I gotta be a free man to run Cause I gotta be a free man to ride I gotta be a free man to run I gotta be a free man to ride I gotta be a free man to run Cause I gotta be a free man to ride |
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from Mark Knopfler - Golden Heart (1996)
We've paid in hell since Moscow burned As cossacks tear us piece by piece Our dead are strewn a hundred leagues Though death would be a sweet release And our grande armée is dressed in rags A frozen starving beggar band Like rats we steal each other's scraps Fall to fighting hand to hand Save my soul from evil, Lord And heal this soldier's heart I'll trust in thee to keep me, Lord I'm done with Bonaparte What dreams he made for us to dream Spanish skies, Egyptian sands The world was ours, we marched upon Our little Corporal's command And I lost an eye at Austerlitz The sabre slash yet gives me pain My one true love awaits me still The flower of the Aquitaine Save my soul from evil, Lord And heal this soldier's heart I'll trust in thee to keep me, Lord I'm done with Bonaparte I pray for her who prays for me A safe return to my belle France We prayed these wars would end all wars In war we know is no romance And I pray our child will never see A little Corporal again Point toward a foreign shore Captivate the hearts of men Save my soul from evil, Lord And heal this soldier's heart I'll trust in thee to keep me, Lord I'm done with Bonaparte |
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from Mark Knopfler - Shangri-La (2004)
Donegan's gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Play that big grand coulee dam Nobody loves like an irishman Gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Donegan's gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Lord, I'm just a rolling stone Rock my soul I wanna go home Gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Donegan's gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Stackalee and a gamblin' man Rock my soul in the bosom of abraham Gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Donegan's gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Time just goes on rolling by Lord, I feel like I could cry Gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone |
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from Mark Knopfler - The Trawlerman'S Song [ep, live] (2005)
Donegan's gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Play that big grand coulee dam Nobody loves like an irishman Gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Donegan's gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Lord, I'm just a rolling stone Rock my soul I wanna go home Gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Donegan's gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Stackalee and a gamblin' man Rock my soul in the bosom of abraham Gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Donegan's gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone Time just goes on rolling by Lord, I feel like I could cry Gone, lonnie donegan Donegan's gone |
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from Dire Straits - Dire Straits (1978)
Sweet surrender on the quayside
You remember we used to run and hide In the shadow of the cargoes I take you one time And we're counting all the numbers down to the waterline Well, near misses on the dogleap stairways French kisses in the darkened doorways A foghorn blowing out a-wild and cold A policeman shines a light upon my shoulder Up comes a coaster fast and silent in the night Over my shoulder all you can see are the pilot lights No money in our jackets and our jeans are torn Your hands are cold but your lips are warm She can see him on the jetty where they used to go She can feel him in the places where the sailors go When she's walking by the river or the railway line She can still hear him whisper Let's go down to the waterline |
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from Dire Straits - Money For Nothing (1988)
Sweet surrender on the quayside
You remember we used to run and hide In the shadow of the cargoes I take you one time And we're counting all the numbers down to the waterline Well, near misses on the dogleap stairways French kisses in the darkened doorways A foghorn blowing out a-wild and cold A policeman shines a light upon my shoulder Up comes a coaster fast and silent in the night Over my shoulder all you can see are the pilot lights No money in our jackets and our jeans are torn Your hands are cold but your lips are warm She can see him on the jetty where they used to go She can feel him in the places where the sailors go When she's walking by the river or the railway line She can still hear him whisper Let's go down to the waterline |
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from Dire Straits - Live At The Bbc [live] (1995)
Sweet surrender on the quayside
You remember we used to run and hide In the shadow of the cargoes I take you one time And we're counting all the numbers down to the waterline Near misses on the dogleap stairways French kisses in the darkened doorways A foghorn blowing out wild and cold A policeman shines a light upon my shoulder Up comes a coaster fast and silent in the night Over my shoulder all you can see are the pilot lights No money in our jackets and our jeans are torn Your hands are cold but your lips are warm She can see him on the jetty where they used to go She can feel him in the places where the sailors go When she's walking by the river and the railway line She can still hear him whisper Let's go down to the waterline |
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from Dire Straits - Dire Straits / Communique (2000)
Sweet surrender on the quayside
You remember we used to run and hide In the shadow of the cargoes I take you one time And we're counting all the numbers down to the waterline Well, near misses on the dogleap stairways French kisses in the darkened doorways A foghorn blowing out a-wild and cold A policeman shines a light upon my shoulder Up comes a coaster fast and silent in the night Over my shoulder all you can see are the pilot lights No money in our jackets and our jeans are torn Your hands are cold but your lips are warm She can see him on the jetty where they used to go She can feel him in the places where the sailors go When she's walking by the river or the railway line She can still hear him whisper Let's go down to the waterline |
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from Mark Knopfler - Sailing To Philadelphia (2000)
Your date has gone home
Now you're left on your own sweet own Your tough - talkin' friend Split on you in the bitter end And you look like a fine thing Jerry Yeh you look like a fine thing Jerry They say you're a star That's what the boys all say you are I don't see much TV So you don't mean shit to me But you look like a fine thing Jerry Yeh you look like a fine thing Jerry They got a name for people like you Yeh they do And they got a name for people like me too El Macho, El Macho Now they want you to sing Don't get shy or anything The boys are all here Gonna buy you another beer 'Cos you look like a fine thing Jerry Yeh you look like a fine thing Jerry El Macho, El Macho |
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가슴네트워크 Review :: 2003-02-10
Subject : Mark Knopfler - The Ragpicker's Dream (10 Mercury,2002)
