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Bella donna's on the highstreet
Her breasts upon the off beat
And the stalls are just the side shows
Victoriano's old clothes
And yes her jeans are tight now
She got to travel light now
She got to turn up all her roots now
She got to turn up for the boots now
She thinks she's tough
She ain't no English rose
But the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knows
Do a song about a long gone Irish girl
But I got one for you Portobello Belle
She sees a man upon his back there
Escaping from a sack there
And Bella donna lingers
Her gloves aint got no fingers
The blind man says he Irish
He gets his money in a tin dish
Just a corner serinader
Upon a time he could of made her
She thinks she's tough
She ain't no English rose
But the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knows
Do a song about a long gone Irish girl
But I got one for you Portobello Belle
This time a pair a boys are hawking
And the paraket is squawking
Upon a truck there is a wino
She get the crying off the wino
And then she here the raggy rumble
Bella donna is in the jungle
But she is no garden flower
There is no distress in the tower
Bella donna walks
Bella donna taking a stroll
She don't care about your window box or your button hole
Sing a song about a long gone Irish girl
But I got one for you Portobello Belle
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 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
a lovestruck romeo sings the streets a serenade
laying everybody low with a lovesong that he made
finds a streetlight steps out of the shade
says something like you and me babe how about it
juliet says hey it's romeo you nearly gave me a heart attack
he's underneath the window she's singing hey la my boyfriend's back
you shoudn't come around here singing up at people like that
anyway what you gonna do about it
juliet the dice were loaded from the start
and I bet and you exploded in my heart
and I forget I forget the movie song
when you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong juliet
come up on different streets they both were streets of shame
both dirty both mean yes and the dream was just the same
and I dream your dream for you and now your dream is real
how can you look at me as I was just another one of your deals
well you can fall for chains of silver you can fall for chains of gold
you can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold
you promised me everything you promised me thick and thin
now you just say oh romeo yeah you know I used to have a scene with him
juliet when we made love you used to cry
you said I love you like the stars above I'll love you till I die
there's a place for us you know the movie song
when you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong
I can't do the talk like the talk on the tv
and I can't do a love song like the way its meant to be
I can't do everything but I'd do anything for you
can't do anything except be in love with you
and all I do is miss you and the way we used to be
all I do is keep the beat the bad company
all I do is kiss you through the bars of Orion
julie I'd do the stars with you any time
juliet when we made love you used to cry
you said I love you like the stars above Ill love you till I die
there's a place for us you know the movie song
when you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong
a lovestruck romeo sings the streets a serenade
laying everybody low with a lovesong that he made
finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade
says something like you and me babe how about it
Southbound again I don't know if I'm going or leaving home
Boy got to be moving
Seems like the boy is bound to roam
Southbound again got no money I've got no place to go
That woman's with her lover boy
Never want to see her face no more
Every single time I roll across the rolling River Tyne
I get the same old feeling
Every time I'm moving down the line
Southbound again last night I felt like crying
Right now I'm sick of living
You say I'm the greatest bound for glory
Well the word is out and I learned
I got the latest side of the story
You're pulling out before you get burned
Well your hands are squeezing me down to the bone
I never saw you breaking no law
Stands to reason I've got to leave you alone
What you take me for
You're setting me up to put me down
You're making me out to be your clown
You're just setting me up to put me down
You better give it up
Quit your messing around
You think I care about your reaction
You think I don't understand
All you wanted was a piece of the action
Sweet surrender on the quayside
You remember we used to run and hide
In the shadow of the cargoes I take you one at a 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
Two in the morning, dry-dock town
The rivers rolls away in the night
Little gypsy moth she's all tied down
She quiver in the wind and the light
Yeah and a sailing ship just held down in chains
From the lazy days of sail
She's just lying there in silent pain
He lean on the turist rail
A mother and her baby and the college of war
In the concrete graves
You never wanna fight against the river law
Nobody rules the waves
Yeah and on a night when the lazy wind is a-wailing
Around the Cutty Sark
Single handed sailor goes sailing
Sailing away in the dark
He's upon the bridge on the self same night
The mariner of dry dock land
Two in the morning, but there is one green light
And a man on the barge of sand
She's gonna slip away below him
Away from the things he's done
But he just shouts Hey man, what do you call this thing
He could have said Pride of London
On a night when the lazy wind is a-wailing
Around the Cutty Sark
Yeah the single handed sailor goes sailing
Sailing away in the dark
Lady writer on the TV
Talk about the Virgin Mary
Reminded me of you
Expectation left a come on too
Lady writer on the TV
She had another quality
The way you used to look
And I know you never read a book
Just the way that her hair fell down around her face
And I recall my fall from grace
Another time another place
Lady writer on the TV
She had all her brains and the beauty
The pictures does not fit
You'd talk to me when you felt like this
Just the way that her hair fell down around her face
And I recall my fall from grace
Another time another place
Your rich old man,
You know he'd a call her a dead wringer
You got the same command
Plus your mother was a jazz singer
Just the way that her hair fell down around her face
And I recall my fall from grace
Another time another place
Lady writer on the TV
She knew all about history
You couldn't hardly write your name
I think I want it just the same
Lady writer on the TV
Talking about the Virgin Mary
You know I'm talking about you and me
Oh well the sun go down
Celebration in the town tonight
All day long
They been slaughtering upon a stone
Share out the meat
Yeah, you really liked to eat
Come on woman, come follow me home
Well, the priest he cries
Virgins ascending to the skies tonight
All day long
I have passed my time alone
When the church bells rung
I stayed out on the tower
In a dying sun
Come on woman, come follow me home
Well I don't need no priest
But I love all of the people
Yes I share the feast
So drink up my wine
Yes and the song in my bones
I know the way
I can see by the moonlight
Clear as the day
Stepping out to Angellucci's for my coffee beans
Checking out the movies and the magazines
The waitress she watches me crossing from the Barocco bar
I get a pickup for my steel guitar
I saw you walking out Shaftesbury avenue
Excuse me talking I wanna marry you
This is seventh Heaven street to me
Don't be so proud you're just another angel in the crowd
And I'm walking in the wild west end
Walking with your wild best friend
Now my conductress on a number nineteen, she was a honey
Pink toenails and hands all, dirty with money
Greasy, greasy, greasy hair, easy smile
That made me feel nineteen for a while
And I went down, Chinatown
In the back room it's man's world, all the money go down
Duck inside the doorway, duck to eat
It just ain't no way you and me, we can beat
Walking in the wild west end
Walking in the wild west end
Walking with your wild best friend
Now, a gogo, dancing girl, yes I saw her
The D.J he says, "Here's Mandy for ya"
I feel alright, saying now, do that stuff
She's dancing high I move on by, the close up's can get rough
When you're walking in the wild west end
Walking, walking, walking in the wild west end
Walking, walking with your wild best friend
Where do you think you're going?
Don't you know it's dark outside?
Where do you think you're going?
Don't you care about my pride?
Where do you think you're going?
I think that you don't know
You got no way of knowing
There's really no place you can go
I understand your changes
Long before you reach the door
I know where you think you're going you
I know what you came here for
And now I'm sick of joking
You know I like you to be free
Where do you think you're going?
I think you better go with me girl
You say there is no reason
But you still find cause to doubt me
If you ain't with me girl
You're gonna be without me
Where do you think you're going?
Don't you know it's dark outside?
Where do you think you're going?
Don't you care about my pride?
And now I'm sick of joking
You know I like you to be free
So where do you think you're going?
I'm just an aging drummer boy and in the wars I used to play
And I've called the tune to many a torching session
Now they say I am a war criminal and I'm fading away
Father please hear my confession
I have legalized robbery, called it belief
I have run with the money, I have hid like a thief
Rewritten history with my armies of my crooks
Invented memories, I did burn all the books
And I can still hear his laughter and I can still hear his song
The man's too big, the man's too strong
Well I have tried to be meek and I have tried to be mild
But I spat like a woman and I sulked like a child
I have lived behind walls, that have made me alone
Striven for peace, which I never have known
And I can still hear his laughter and I can still hear his song
The man's too big, the man's too strong
Well the sun rose on the courtyard and they all did hear him say
You always was a judas but I got you anyway
You may have got your silver but I swear upon my life
Your sister gave me diamonds and I gave them to your wife
Oh father please help me for I have done wrong
You get a shiver in the dark
It's raining in the park but meantime
South of the river you stop and you hold everything
A band is blowing Dixie double four time
You feel all right when you hear that music ring
Well now you step inside but you don't see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
Competition in other places
But the horns, they blowing that sound
Way on down south
Way on down south in London town
You check out Guitar George, he knows all the chords
But it's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing
Yes then an old guitar is all he can afford
When he gets up under the lights to play his thing
And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job, he's doing alright
He can play the honky tonk like anything
Saving it up for Friday night
With the Sultans
With the Sultans of Swing
And a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles
They don't give a damn about any trumpet playing band
It ain't what they call rock and roll
And the Sultans
Yeah, the Sultans played Creole, Creole
Then the man, he steps right up to the microphone
And says at last just as the time bell rings
"Goodnight, now it's time to go home"
And he makes it fast with one more thing
"We are the Sultans
Here I am again in this mean old town
And you're so far away from me
And where are you when the sun go down?
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
So far I just can't see
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me, alright
I'm tired of bein' in love and bein' all alone
When you're so far away from me
I'm tired of makin' out on the telephone
'Cause you're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
You're so far I just can't see
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me, alright
And I get so tired when I have to explain
When you're so far away from me
See you've been in the sun and I've been in the rain
And you're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
You're so far I just can't see
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me, take it down
So far away from me
Oh, you're so far away from me
Yeah, you're so far away from me
So far away from me
And you're so far away from me
So far away from me
So far away from me
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
So far away from me
So far away from me
You're so far away from me
Alright
I'm a soldier of freedom in the army of man
We are the chosen, we're the partisan alright
The cause it is noble and the cause it is just
We are ready to pay with our lives if we must
Gonna ride across the river deep and wide
Ride across the river to the other side, yeah yeah yeah
I'm a soldier of fortune, I'm a dog of war
And we don't give a damn who the killing is for
It's the same old story with a different name
Death or glory, it's the killing game
Gonna ride across the river deep and wide
Ride across the river to the other side
Nothing gonna stop them as the day follows the night
Right becomes wrong, the left becomes the right
And they sing as they march with their flags unfurled
Today in the mountains, tomorrow the world
Gonna ride across the river deep and wide
Ride across the river to the other side, yeah yeah yeah
Gonna ride across the river deep and wide
Me and my mate, we think you're great
Some we like, some we hate
I know I've seen him on the adverts
Got any badges, posters, stickers or T-Shirts?
You were bloody great last time you come
I thought me 'ead was stuck in the bass drum
Bloody loud, my bloody head hurts
Got any badges, posters, stickers and T-Shirts?
So how'd you get a start in showbiz
My mate's as good on the drums as he is
My mate thinks I'm bloody cracked
Please sign my jacket on the back
All them badges made of plastic
I think they're great, just fantastic
I'm unemployed, he's still at school
He gets annoyed 'cos I'm such a fool
You don't half sweat a lot up there
Got any showers in here?
You're bloody great, my bloody head hurts
Got any badges, posters, stickers and T-Shirts?
Yeah me and my mate like AC/DC
Hot and sweaty, loud and greasy
My mom says we're a pair of perverts
Got any badges, posters, stickers or T-Shirts?
C'mon mister.
We hitch-hiked here in the pouring rain
Now we've missed the friggin' train
Hey! Can I 'ave one of them lagers?
All the late night bargains have been struck
Between the satin beaus and their belles
Prehistoric garbage trucks
Have the city to themselves
Echoes roars dinosaurs
They're all doing the monster mash
And most of the taxis, most of the whores
Are only taking calls for cash
I don't know how it happened
It all took place so quick
But all I can do is hand it to you
And your latest trick
Well now my door was standing open
Security were laid back and lax
But it was only my heart that got broken
You must have had a pass key made out of wax
You played robbery with insolence
And I played the blues in twelve bars down Lover's Lane
And you never did have the intelligence to use
The twelve keys hanging off from my chain
I don't know how it happened
It all took place so quick
But all I can do is hand it to you
And your latest trick
Now it's past last call for alcohol
Past recall has been here and gone
The landlord he finally paid us all
The satin jazzmen have put away their horns
And we're standing outside of this wonderland
Looking so bereaved and so bereft
Like a bowery bum when he finally understands
The bottle's empty and there's nothing left
I don't know how it happened
It was faster than the eye could flick
But all I can do is hand it to you
We're going on a holiday now
Gonna take a villa, a small chalet
On the Costa del Magnifico
Where the cost of living is so low
Yeah, we're gonna be so neat
Dance to the Eurobeat
Yeah, we're gonna be so cool
Twisting by the pool
Sitting in a small cafe now
Swing, swing, swinging to the cabaret
You wanna see a movie, take in a show now
Meet new people at the disco
Yeah, we're gonna be so neat
Dance to the Eurobeat
Yeah, we're gonna be so cool
Twisting by the pool
And we can still get information
Reading all about inflation
And you're never gonna be out of reach
There's a call box on the beach
Mmm, you're gonna be so cute
Sunglasses and a bathing suit
Be the baby of my dreams
Like the ladies in the magazines
Yeah, we're gonna be so neat
Dance to the Eurobeat
Yeah, we're gonna be so cool
Twisting by the pool
I'm just a twisting fool
Just twisting, yeah, twisting
DIRE STRAITS - I THINK I LOVE YOU TOO MUCH
I'm not alone sitting right there
How come I get the feeling you'd vanish into the air
I love you more than anybody else, babe
Can't you tell I'm an easy touch.
Baby, baby, I think I love you too much
If I picked you up, oh you'd slip right away
If I locked you up, you'd find a way to make me pay.
You're gonna hurt me more than anybody else babe
Can't you tell I'm an easy touch
Baby, baby, I think I love you too much.
BRIDGE:
Guess I'm gonna get you what you want
Cuz I'm so into you
You don't even give an inch to me baby
Though I've been giving you a mile or two
BRIDGE
Verse 1
will you and your friend come around
are you and your friend gonna get on down
will you and your friend come around
or are you and your friend gonna let me down
if you talk to one another
I'm a hungry man
let me know one way or the other
so I can make my plans
will you and your friend come around
are you and your friend gonna get on down
will you and your friend come around
or are you and your friend gonna let me down
I relive the situation
still see in in my mind
you got my imagination
Baby I see this world has made you sad
Some people can be bad
The things they do, the things they say
But baby I'll wipe away those bitter tears
I'll chase away those restless fears
That turn your blue skies into grey
Why worry, there should be laughter after the pain
There should be sunshine after rain
These things have always been the same
So why worry now
Baby when I get down I turn to you
And you make sense of what I do
I know it isn't hard to say
But baby just when this world seems mean and cold
Our love comes shining red and gold
And all the rest is by the way
Why worry, there should be laughter after pain
There should be sunsh ine after rain
These things have always been the same
if we can't get along we oughta be apart
and I'm wondering where'd you get that cold, cold heart
set me free - sign my release
I'm tired of being the villain of the peace
you been giving me a bad time
tell me what I'd do
how come I always get a hard time
honey when it comes to you
sayin' things that you didn't have to
how come I always get a hard time
honey when it comes to you
you only get one life - this I know
I wanna get my licks in now before I go
the fire of love is dead and cold
I gotta satisfy the hunger in my soul
and you been giving me a bad time
tell me what I'd do
how come I always get a hard time
honey when it comes to you
sayin' things that you didn't have to
how come I always get a hard time
High and dry in the long hot day
Lost and lonely in every way
Got the flats all around me sky up above
I need a little water of love
I've been too long lonely and my heart feels pain
Crying out for some soothing rain
I believe I have taken enough
I need a little water of love
Water of love deep in the ground
No water here to be found
Some day baby when the river runs free
It'll carry that water of love to me
There's a bird up in a tree sitting up high
Waiting for me to die
If I don't get some water soon
I'll be dead and gone in the afternoon
Once I had a woman I could call my own
Once I had a woman now my woman is gone
Once there was a river now there's a stone
how long, how long baby
how long has it been
how long you gonna keep me wondering
how long before you see
stallin' me was wrong - how long
how long, how long you gonna keep
slappin' my hands away
how long you gonna keep my love at bay
how long before you're sure
my love is strong - how long
how long, how long you gonna keep
tellin' me you like me fine
how long until I'm gonna make you mine
how long before you wake up
Getting crazy on the waltzers but it's the life that I choose
Sing about the sixblade sing about the switchback and a torture tattoo
And I been riding on a ghost train, where the cars they scream and slam
And I don't know where I'll be tonight but I'd always tell you where I am
In a screaming ring of faces I seen her standing in the light
She had a ticket for the races
Yea just like me she was a victim of the night
I put my hand upon the lever, said let it rock and let it roll
I had a one arm bandit fever
There was an arrow through my heart and my soul
And the big wheel keep on turning
Neon burning up above
And I'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me girl
On the tunnel of love
Yea love
It's just a danger, when you're riding at your own risk
She said, "You are the perfect stranger"
She said, "Baby just keep it like this"
It's just a cake walk, twisting baby step right up and say
"Hey mister, give me two, give me two now
'Cause any two can play"
And the big wheel on turning
Neon burning up above
And I'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me girl
On the tunnel of love
Oh love, love
Well it's been money for muscle on a another whirligig
Money for muscle and another girl I dig
Another hustle just to, just to make it big
And rockaway, rockaway
Oh rockaway, rockaway
And girl it looks so pretty to me, like it always did
Oh, like the Spanish city to me, when we were kids
Oh, girl it looks so pretty to me, just like it always did
Oh like the Spanish city to me, when we were kids
(Woh la)
Check it out
She took off a silver locket
She said remember me by this
She put her hand in my pocket
I got a keepsake and a kiss
And in the roar of dust and diesel
I stood and watched her walk away
I could have caught up with her easy enough
But something must have made me stay
And the big wheel keep on turning
Neon burning up above
And I'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me girl
On the tunnel of love
Yea love, love
On the tunnel of love
Wo love, love
Yea I am searchin' through these carrousels
And the carnival arcade, searching everywhere
From steeplechase to ballastades
In any shooting galleries where promises are made
To rockaway, rockaway
Oh rockaway, rockaway
From color coats to whitney bay
And to rockaway
And girl it looks so pretty to me, like it always did
Oh, like the Spanish city to me, when we were kids
Oh, girl it looks so pretty to me, like it always did
I can see what you're looking to find
in the smile on my face
in my peace of mind
in my state of grace
I send what I can
to the man from the ministry
he's a part of heaven's plan
and he talks to me
now I send what I can to the man
with the diamond ring
he's a part of heaven's plan
and he sure can sing
now it's all I can afford
but the lord has sent me eternity
it's to save the little children
in a poor country
I got my ticket to heaven
and everlasting life
I got a ride all the way to paradise
I got my ticket to heaven
and everlasting life
all the way to paradise
now there's nothing left for luxuries
nothing left to pay my heating bill
but the good lord will provide
I know he will
so send what you can
to the man with the diamond ring
they're tuning in across the land
to hear him sing
I got my ticket to heaven
and everlasting life
I got a ride all the way to paradise
I got my ticket to heaven
and everlasting life
standin' in the corner
of toulouse and dauphine
waitin' on marie-ondine
I'm tryin' to place a tune
under a louisiana moonbeam
on the planet of new orleans
in a bar they call the saturn
and in her eyes of green
and somethin' that she said in a dream
inside of my suit I got my mojo root
and a true love figurine
for the planet of new orleans
new orleans - the other planet
with other life upon it
and everythin' that's shakin' in between
if you should ever land upon it
you better know what's on it
the planet of new orleans
now I'm tryin' to find my way
through the rain and the steam
I'm lookin' straight ahead through the screen
and then I heard her say
somethin' in the limousine
'bout taking a ride across the planet of new orleans
if she was an ace
and I was just a jack
and the cards were never seen
we could have been the king and the queen
but she took me back to her courtyard
where magnolia perfume screams
behind the gates and the granite
well it's a strange old game - you learn it slow
one step forward and it's back to go
you're standing on the throttle
you're standing on the breaks
in the groove 'til you make a mistake
sometimes you're the windshield
sometimes you're the bug
sometimes it all comes together baby
sometimes you're a fool in love
sometimes you're the louisville slugger
sometimes you're the ball
sometimes it all comes together baby
sometimes you're going to lose it all
you gotta know happy - you gotta know glad
because you're gonna know lonely
and you're gonna know bad
when you're rippin' and a ridin'
and you're coming on strong
you start slippin' and slidin'
and it all goes wrong because
sometimes you're the windshield
sometimes you're the bug
sometimes it all comes together baby
sometimes you're a fool in love
sometimes you're the louisville slugger baby
sometimes you're the ball
sometimes it all comes together baby
sometimes you're going to lose it all
one day you got the glory
one day you got none
one day you're a diamond
and then you're a stone
everything can change
in the blink of an eye
so let the good times roll
before we say goodbye, because
sometimes you're the windshield
sometimes you're the bug
sometimes it all comes together baby
sometimes you're a fool in love
sometimes you're the louisville slugger baby
sometimes you're the ball
sometimes it all comes together baby
A long time ago come a man on a track
Walkin' thirty miles with a sack on his back
And he put down his load where he thought it was the best
Made a home in the wilderness
Built a cabin and a winter store
He ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore
The other travellers came walking down the track
They never went further, no, they never went back
Then came the churches, then came the schools
Then came the lawyers, then came the rules
Then came the trains and the trucks with their load
And the dirty old track was the telegraph road
Yeah, and then came the mines, then came the ore
Then there was the hard times, then there was a war
Telegraph sang a song about the world outside
And the telegraph road got so deep and so wide like a rolling river
My radio says, tonight it's gonna freeze
People drivin' home from the factories
Now here comes six lanes of traffic
Three lanes moving slow
Used to like to go to work but they shut it all down
I got a right to go to work, no work here to be found
Yeah and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed
We're gonna have to reap from the seed that's sowed
When all the birds up on the wires and up on the poles
They can always get outta this rain and this cold
Then you can hear them singin' out their telegraph code
All the way down the telegraph road
And I'd sooner forget but I remember those nights
Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights
You had your head on my shoulder, had your hand in my hair
Now you actin' little colder like you don't seem care
But just believe in me baby, and I'll get you away
I'm gonna get you out of this darkness and into the day
From all these rivers of headlights, from these river of rain
From the anger that lives on the streets with these names
'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane
I've seen desperation explode into flames
And I don't wanna see it again
From all of these signs, just sayin', 'Sorry but we're closed'
[Incomprehensible]
Well take a look at that
I made a castle in the sand
Saying this is where it's at you know
Couldn't understand now
If I realised that the chances were slim
How come I'm so surprised when the tide rolled in
I wanna live on solid rock
I'm gonna live on solid rock
I wanna give I don't wanna be blocked
I'm gonna live on solid rock
Well I'm sick of potential
I'm sick of vanity now
I'm sticking to essential reality now
I don't know what's worse
Try to make a silk purse
Living an illusion living in confusion
Well a house of cards
Was never built for shock
You could blow it down in any kind of weather
Now two solid rocks two solid blocks
You know they're gonna stick
Yeah they're gonna stick together
Because the heart that you break
That's the one that you rely on
The bed that you make
That's the one you gotta lie on
When you point your finger cos your plan fell through
You got three more fingers pointing back at you
I wanna live on solid rock
I'm gonna live on solid rock
I wanna give I don't wanna be blocked
I seen a girl on a one way corridor
stealing down a wrong way street
for all the world like an urban toreador
she had wheels on on her feet
well the cars do the usual dances
same old cruise and the kerbside crawl
but the rollergirl she's taking chances
they just love to see her take them all
no fears alone at night she's sailing through the crowd
in her ears the phones are tight and the music's playing loud
hallelujah here she comes queen rollerball
enchante what can I say don't care at all
you know she used to have to wait around
she used to be the lonely one
but now that she can skate around town
she's the only one
no fears alone at night she's sailing through the crowd
in her ears the phones are tight and the music's playing loud
she gets rock n roll a rock n roll station
and a rock n roll dream
she's making movies on location
she don't know what it means
but the music make her wanna be the story
and the story was whatever was the song what it was
rollergirl don't worry
d.j. play the movies all night long
she tortures taxi drivers just for fun
she like to read their lips
says toro toro taxi see ya tomorrow my son
I swear she let a big truck grease her hip
she got her own world in the city
you can't intrude on her
she got her own world in the city
cos the city's benn so rude to her
no fears alone at night she's sailing through the crowd
in her ears the phones are tight and the music's playing loud
she gets rock n roll a rock n roll station
and a rock n roll dream
she's making movies on location
she don't know what it means
but the music make her wanna be the story
and the story was whatever was the song what it was
rollergirl don't worry
d.j. play the movies all night long
come slippin and slidin
life's roller ball
slippin and a slidin
skateaway that's all
shala shalay hey hey skateaway
she's going sining shala shalay hey hey
Your six blade knife can do anything for you
Anything you want it to
One blade for breaking my heart
One blade for tearing me apart
Your six blade knife-do anything for you
You can take away my mind like you take away the top of a tin
When you come up from behind and lay it down cold on my skin
Took a stone from my soul when I was lame
Just so you could make me tame
You take away my mind like you take away the top of a tin
I'd like to be free of it now - I don't want it no more
I'd like to be free of it now - you know I don't want it no more
Everybody got a knife it can be just what they want it to be
A needle a wife or something that you just can't see
You know it keeps you strong
Yes and it'll do me wrong
Two in the morning, dry-dock town
The rivers rolls away in the night
Little gypsy moth she's all tied down
She quiver in the wind and the light
Yeah and a sailing ship just held down in chains
From the lazy days of sail
It's just lying there in silent pain
He lean on the turist rail
A mother and her baby and the colege war
and the concrete graves
You never wanna against the river law
Nobody rules the waves
Yeah and on the night when the lazy wind is a-wailing
Around the Cutty Sark
Single handed sailor goes sailing
Sailing away in the dark
He's upon the bridge on the self same night
The mariner of dry dock land
Two in the morning, but there is one green light
And the man on the barge of sand
She's gonna slip away below him
Away from the things he's done
But he just shouts "Hey man, what do you call this thing?"
He could have said "Pride of London"
On the night when the lazy wind is a-wailing
Around the Cutty Sark
Yeah the single handed sailor goes sailing
a love-struck romeo
sings a streetsuss serenade
laying everybody low
with a lovesong that he made
finds a streelight
steps out of the shade
sez something like you and me babe how about it?
juliet says hey it's romeo you nearly gave me a heart attack
he's underneath the window she's singing hey la my boyfriend's back
you shouldn't come around here singing up to people like that
anyway..... what ya gonna do about it?
Juliet the dice was loaded from the start
and i bet and you exploded in my heart
and i forget i forget the movie song
when you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong.... juliet?
come up on different streets they both were streets of shame
both dirty both mean yes and the dream was just the same
and i dreamed your dream for you and now your dream is real
how can you look at me as if i was just another one of your deals?
when you can fall for chains of silver you can fall for chains of gold
you can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold
you promised me everything you promised me thick and thin
now you just say oh romeo yeah you know i used to have a scene with him
juliet when we made love you used to cry
said i love you like the stars abouve i'll love you till i die
there's a place for us you know the movie song
whne you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong .....juliet?
i can't do the talk like they talk on TV
and i can't do a love song like the way it's meant to be
i can't do everything but i'd do anything for you
i can't do anything except be in love with you
and all i do is miss you and the way we used to be
all i do is keep the beat... bad company
all i do is kiss you through the bars of a rhyme
juliet you give the stars a living any time
juliet when we made love you used to cry
you said i love you like the stars above i'll love you till i die
there's a place for us you know the movie song
whne you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong juliet?
a lovestruck romeo sings a streetsuss serenade
laying everybody low with a lovesong that he made
finds a convinient streelight steps out of the shade
says something like you and me babe how about it?
It?s a mystery to me
The game commences
For the usual fee
Plus expenses
Confidential information
It?s in a diary
This is my investigation
It?s not a public inquiry
I go checking out the reports
Digging up the dirt
You get to meet all sorts
In this line of work
Treachery and treason
There?s always an excuse for it
And when I find the reason
I still can?t get used to it
And what have you got at the end of the day?
What have you got to take away?
A bottle of whiskey and a new set of lies
Blinds on the window and a pain behind the eyes
Scarred for life
No compensation
Belladonna's on the high street
Her breasts upon the offbeat
And the stalls are just the side shows
Victoriana's old clothes
Yeah she got the skirt so tight now
She wanna travel light now
She wanna tear up all her roots now
She got the turn-up on the boots now
She thinks she's tough
She ain't no English rose
But the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knows
He do a song about a long gone Irish girl
But I got one for you my Portobello Belle
She sees a man upon his back there
Escaping from a sack there
And Belladonna lingers
Her gloves they got no fingers
Blind man he's singing the Irish
He gets his money in a tin dish
Just a corner serenader
Once upon a time he could have made her
She thinks she's tough
She ain't no English rose
But the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knows
He do a song about a long gone Irish girl
But I got one for you my Portobello Belle
Yes and these barrow boys are hawking
And a parakeet is squawking
Upon a truck a paper rhino
She get the crying of a wino
And then she get the reggae rumble
Belladonna's in the jungle
But she ain't no garden flower
There ain't no distress in the tower
Belladonna walks
Belladonna taking control
She don't care about your window box
Or your button hole
She sing a song about a long gone Irish girl
Can't find no sleeves for my records
Can't get no laces for my shoes
Can't get no fancy notes
On my blue guitar
Can't get no antidote for blues
Can't find the reasons for your actions
Or I don't much like the reasoning you use
Somehow your motives are impure
Or somehow I can't find the cure
Can't find no antidote for blues
They say it's mostly vanity
That writes the plays we act
They tell me that's what everybody knows
There's no such thing as sanity
And that's the sanest fact
That's the way the story goes
Can't get no remedy on my TV
There's nothing but the same old news
They can't find a way to be
One world in harmony
Some people get a cheap laugh breaking up the speed limit
Scaring the pedestrians for a minute
Crossing up progress driving on the grass
Leaving just enough room to pass
Sunday driver never took a test
Oh yeah, once upon a time in the West
Yes and it's no use saying that you don't know nothing
It's still gonna get you if you don't do something
Sitting on a fence that's a dangerous course
Ah, you could even catch a bullet from the peace-keeping force
Even the hero gets a bullet in the chest
Oh yeah, once upon a time in the West
Mother Mary your children are slaughtered
Some of you mothers ought to lock up your daughters
Who's protecting the indigency?
Now heap big trouble in the land of plenty
Tell me how we're gonna do what's best
You guess, once upon a time in the West
Oh yeah, once upon a time in the West
Oh yeah, once upon a time in the West
Oh yeah, once upon a time in the West
Once upon a time in the West
Once upon a time in the West
Once upon a time in the West
there's gotta be a record of you some place
you gotta be on somebody's books
the lowdown - a picture of your face
your injured looks
the sacred and profane
the pleasure and the pain
somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete
and it's your face I'm looking for on every street
a ladykiller - regulation tattoo
silver spurs on his heels
says - what can I tell you as I'm standing next to you
she threw herself under my wheels
oh it's a dangerous road
and a hazardous load
and the fireworks over liberty expode in the heat
and it's your face I'm looking for on every street
a three-chord symphony crashes into space
the moon is hanging upside down
I don't know why it is I'm still on the case
it's a ravenous town
and you still refuse to be traced
seems to me such a waste
and every victory has a taste that's bittersweet
He sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comes
It takes the shine off his shoes
He's says it's a shame
You know it may be a game
But I won't play to lose
He's burning the grass
He take up a glass
He swallow it neat
He crosses the floor
He open the door
He take a sniff of the street
And she tell him that he's crazy
She's saying listen baby
I'm your wife
She tells him he's crazy
For gambling with his life
But he climbs on his horse
You know he feels no remorse
He just kicks it alive
His motor is fine
He take it over the line
Until he's ready to dive
And she tells him that he's crazy
She's saying listen baby
I'm your wife
She's tell him he's crazy
For gambling with his life
He sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comes
It takes the shine off his shoes
He's says it's a shame
You know it may be a game
But I won't play to lose
He sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comes
It takes the shine off his shoes
He's too fast to stop
He take it over the top
well this is my back yard - my back gate
I hate to start my parties late
here's the party cart - ain't that great?
that ain't the best part baby - just wait
that a genuine weathervane - it moves with the breeze
portable hammok baby - who needs trees
it's casual entertaining - we aim to please
at my parties
check out the shingles - it's brand new
excuse me while I mingle - hi, how are you
hey everybody - let me give you a toast
this one's for me - the host with the most
it's getting a trifle colder - step inside my home
that's a brass toilet tissue holder with its own telephone
that's a musical doorbell - it don't ring, I ain't kiddin'
it plays america the beautiful and tie a yellow ribbon
boy, this punch is a trip - it's o.k. in my book
here, take a sip - maybe a little heavy on the fruit
ah, here comes the dip - you may kiss the cook
let me show you honey - it's easy - look
you take a fork and spike 'em - say, did you try these?
so glad you like 'em - the secret's in the cheese
it's casual entertaining - we aim to please
at my parties
now don't talk to me about the polar bear
don't talk to me about the ozone layer
ain't much of anything these days, even the air
they're running out of rhinos - what do I care?
let's hear it for the dolphin - let's hear it for the trees
ain't running out of nothing in my deep freeze
it's casual entertaining - we aim to please
Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb
Maybe get a blister on your little finger
Maybe get a blister on your thumb
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these color TV's
See the little faggot with the earring and the make-up
Yeah buddy that's his own hair
That little faggot got his own jet airplane
That little faggot he's millionaire
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these color TV's
I shoulda' learned to play the guitar
I shoulda' learned to play them drums
Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera
Man we could have some fun
And he's up there, what's that ? Hawaiian noises ?
Bangin' on the bongos like a chimpanzee
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Get your money for nothin' get your chicks for free
We gotta install ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these color TV's, Lord
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' get your chicks for free
Performed by Dire Straits.
Released as the B side of the single "Calling Elvis".
(Mark Knopfler) 4:23
Transcribed from CD single by Eric Adcock, April 1993.
I woke up this morning, my jacuzzi wouldn't work
Then the butler quit on me, man, can you believe it? Jerk!
Must have been my artistic temperament he couldn't take
How come nobody wants to give me a break?
I've got the blues right down, mean and low
I'm as low as the heels of my alligator shoes
You should know how it feels to have these millionaire blues
Millionaire blues
Well, I found one of my bathrooms and I made it to the sink
I called one of my managers up and I poured myself a drink.
Oh, I swear I'd kill that little weasel if I could
I checked myself in the mirror - my hair was looking good, but
I had the blues right there, mean and mean and mean and low
As low as the heels on my alligator shoes
You should know how it feels to have these millionaire blues
Millionaire blues
Get down!
[ grumbling during guitar solo ]
Well, so much for breakfast, I couldn't face lunch
I thought I'd raise my spirits with a little champagne brunch.
I take the Lamborghini, the flunkie parks the car
Can you believe it, man, this other monkey won't let me in the bar!
I said, I said, "Don't you know who I am, man?" and he says, "No."
No! Can you believe it?
I'm as low as the heels of these alligator shoes
You should know how it feels to have these millionaire blues
Millionaire blues, to have these millionaire blues,
Millionaire blues
Bad, bad!
That's bad! Yeah
So hard,
It's hard sometimes for a boy
Ah, I like that
That's good
Get down!
You're making a very big mistake, man
Oh yeah
You'll never work in this town again!
You walk out on the high wire
you're a dancer on thin ice
you pay no heed to the danger
and less to advice
your footsteps are forbidden
but with a knowledge of your sin
you throw your love to all the strangers
and caution to the wind
And you go dancing through doorways
just to see what you will find
leaving nothing to interfere
with the crazy balance of your mind
and when you finally reappear
at the place where you came in
you've thrown your love to all the strangers
and caution to the wind
It takes love over gold
and mind over matter
to do what you do that you must
when the things that you hold
can fall and be shattered
Red sun go down way over dirty town
Starlings are sweeping around crazy shoals
They send a girl is there high heeling across the square
Wind blows around in her hair and the flags upon the poles
Waiting in the crowd to cross at the light
She looks around to find a face she can like
Church bell clinging on just to trying to get a crowd for Evensong
Nobody cares to depend upon the chime it plays
They're all in the station praying for trains the congregation late again
It's getting darker all the time these flagpole days
Drunk old soldier he gave her a fright he's crazy lion he's howling for a fight
Strap hanging gunshot sound doors slamming on the overground
Starlings are tough but the lions are made of stone
Her evening paper is horror torn but there's hope later Capricorns
Lucky stars give her just enough to get her home
Then she's reading about a swing to the right
But she's thinking about a stranger in the night
I'm thinking about the lions, thinking about the loins
What happened to the lions, to the lions, to the lions, to the lions
Thinking about the loins
Les boys do cabaret
Les boys are glad to be gay
They're not afraid now
Disco bar in Germany
Les boys are glad to be
Upon parade now
Les boys got leather straps
Les boys got SS caps
But they got no gun now
Get dressed up get a little risqué
Got to do a little S&M; these days
It's all in fun now
Les boys come on again
For the high class whores
And the businessmen
Who drive in their Mercedes Benz
To a disco bar in old München
They get the jokes that the D.J. makes
They get nervous and they make mistakes
They're bad for business
Some tourist take a photograph
Les boys don't get one laugh
He says they're useless
Late at night when they've gone away
Les boys dream of jean genet
High heel shoes and a black beret
And the posters on the wall that say
Les boys do cabaret
Performed by Dire Straits.
Released as the B side of the single "Heavy Fuel".
(Mark Knopfler) 4:14
Transcribed from CD single by Eric Adcock, April 1993.
I tell you what!
They don't mess with me, I'm a wild man, son
I got me my very own anti tank gun
I got a jack rabbit with it, guess he was a mean one
Yeah, I've always been a sportsman
Now, there wasn't much left when I got to him
Them big old shells didn't just go through him
Just lumps of fur and that was it
Guess you could say he sure took a hit, alright
Yeah, you want to see my fire power, see my collection
Cause that's my thing, man, perfection
Now I'm talking power in the barrel of a gun
I'll blow anything I want to Kingdom Come
Ba ba boom
Ba ba ba ba bomb
And I'll blow anything I want
To Kingdom Come
Yeah, all you got to do is sqeeze on the trigger
And a little bitty human get a whole lot bigger
Cause there's a time for talking and a time to shoot them down
And this mama-jama [?] don't pussy foot around, alright
Yeah, let them laugh, let them say we're strange
Me and my buddies on the rifle range
But you won't be laughing when it hits the fan
You're going to want to be a survivor, man
Yeah, you got to see my fire power, see my collection
Cause that's my thing, man, perfection
Now, I'm talking power in the barrel of a gun
I'll blow anything I want to Kingdom Come
Ba ba boom
Ba ba ba ba bomb
And I'll blow anything I want
To Kingdom Come
Ba ba ba ba boom
I say we ought to drop the bomb
Yes, and I'll blow anything I want
I hear the Seven Deadly Sins
and the Terrible Twins came to call on you
the bigger they are babe
the harder they fall on you
and you you're always the same you persevere
on the same old pleasure ground
oh and it never rains around here
it just comes pouring down
You had no more volunteers
so you got profiteers for to help you out
with friends like that babe
good friends you had to do without
and now they've taken the chains and the gears
from off your merry-go-round
oh and it never rains around here
it just comes pouring down
And your new Romeo
was just a gigolo when he let you down
see the faster they are babe
the faster they get out of town
leaving make up stains and the tears
of a clown
yes and it never rains around here
it just comes pouring down
Oh you were just a roller coaster memory
I don't know why I was even passing through
I saw you making a date with Destiny
when he came around here asking after you
in the shadow of the Wheel of Fortune
you're busy trying to clear your name
you say 'I may be guilty yeah that may be true
but I'd be lying if I said I was to blame
see we could have been major contenders
we never got no money no breaks'
you've got a list of all the major offenders
you got a list of all their major mistakes
and he's just standing on the shadows
yes and you smile that come-on smile
oh I can still hear you say as clear as the day
'I'd like to make it worth your while'
Ah but it's a sad reminder
when your organ grinder has to come to you for the rent
and all you've got to give him
is the use of your side-show tent
yes and that's all that remains of the years
spent doing to rounds
and it never rains around here
well it just comes pouring down
Now you know what they say about beggars
you can't complain about the rules
you know what they say about beggars
you know who's the first to blame his tools
you never gave a damn about who you pick up
and leave lying bleeding on the ground
you screw people over on the way up
because you thought that you were never coming down
and he takes you out in Vaudeville Valley
with his hand up smothering your screams
and he screws you down in Tin Pan Alley
with all the clarity of dream
the sky so blue, the grass so green
the rank and file and the navy blue
the deep and strong, the straight and true
the blue line they got the given sign
the belts and boots marched forward in time
the wood and the leather the club and shield
swept like a wave across the battlefield
now with all the clarity of dream
the blood so red, the grass so green
the gleam of spur on the chestnut flank
the cavalry did burst upon the ranks
oh the iron will and the iron hand
in england's green and pleasant land
no music for the shameful scene
that night they said it had even shocked the queen
well alas we've seen it all before
knights in armour, days for yore
the same old fears and the same old crimes
Now warning lights are flashing down at Quality Control
Somebody threw a spanner, they threw him in the hole
There's rumors in the loading bay and anger in the town
Somebody blew the whistle and the walls came down
There's a meeting in the boardroom, they're trying to trace the smell
There's a leakin' in the washroom, there's a sneakin' personnel
Somewhere in the corridors someone was heard to sneeze
Goodness me, could this be industrial disease ?'
Caretaker was crucified for sleeping at his post
Refusing to be pacified, it's him they blame the most
Watchdog's got rabies, the foreman got the fleas
Everyone's concerned about industrial disease
There's panic on the switchboard, tongue is in knots
Some come out in sympathy, some come out in spots
Some blame the management, some the employees
Everybody knows it's the industrial disease
Yeah, now the work force is disgusted down tools and walks
Innocence is injured, experience just talks
Everyone seeks damages and everyone agrees
That these are classic symptoms of a monetary squeeze
On ITV and BBC they talk about the curse
Philosophy is useless, theology is worse
History boils over, there's an Economics freeze
Sociologists invent words that mean industrial disease
Doctor Parkinson declared, "I'm not surprised to see you here
You've got smokers cough from smoking
Brewer's droop from drinking beer
I don't know how you came to get the Bette Davis wheeze
But worst of all young man you've got industrial disease"
He wrote me a prescription he said, "You are depressed
I'm glad you came to see me to get this off your chest
Come back and see me later, next patient please
Send in another victim of industrial disease"
And I go down to speaker's corner, I'm a thunderstruck
They got free speech, tourists, police in trucks
Two men say they're Jesus, one of them must be wrong
There's a protest singer, he's singing a protest song, he says
They wanna have a war to keep their factories
They wanna have a war to keep us on our knees
They wanna have a war to stop us buying Japanese
They wanna have a war to stop industrial disease
They're pointing out the enemy to keep you deaf and blind
They wanna sap your energy, incarcerate your mind
Give you Rule Brittania, gassy beer, page three
Two weeks in Espania and Sunday striptease
Meanwhile the first Jesus says, "I'll cure it soon
Abolish Monday mornings and Friday afternoons"
The other one's out on hunger strike, he's dying by degrees
Harry made a bareback rider proud and free upon a horse
And a fine coal miner for the NCB that was
A fallen Angel, Jesus on the cross
A skating ballerina, you should have seen her do the skater's waltz
Some people have got to paint and draw
Harry had to work in clay and stone
Like the waves coming to the shore it was in his blood and in his bones
He was ignored by all the trendy boys in London yes and in Leeds
He might as well have been making toys or strings of beads
He couldn't be, no he couldn't be
In the gallery, no no, in the gallery
And then you get an artist says he doesn't want to paint at all
He takes an empty canvas and sticks it on the wall
The birds of a feather all the phonies and all of the fakes
While the dealers they get together
And they decide who gets the breaks
And who's going to be, who's going to be
In the gallery, in the gallery
No lies he wouldn't compromise, no junk, no string
And all the lies we subsidize that just don't mean a thing, thing
I've got to say he passed away in obscurity
And now all the vultures, they're coming down from the tree
He's going to be, yea he's going to be
In the ga-gal-gallery
Gal, in the gallery
Harry made a bareback rider
last time I was sober, man I felt bad
worst hangover that I ever had
it took six hamburgers and scotch all night
nicotine for breakfast just to put me right
'cos if you wanna run cool
if you wanna run cool
if you wanna run cool, you got to run
on heavy, heavy fuel
my life makes perfect sense
lust and food and violence
sex and money are my major kicks
get me in a fight I like dirty tricks
'cos if you wanna run cool
yes if you wanna run cool, you got to run
on heavy, heavy fuel
my chick loves a man who's strong
the things she'll do to turn me on
I love the babes, don't get me wrong
hey, that's why I wrote this song
I don't care if my liver is hanging by a thread
don't care if my doctor says I ought to be dead
when my ugly big car won't climb this hill
I'll write a suicide note on a hundred dollar bill
'cos if you wanna run cool
if you wanna run cool
yes if you wanna run cool, you got to run
The sky is crying the streets are full of tears
Rain come down wash away my fears
And all this writing on the wall
Oh I can read between the lines
Rain come down forgive this dirty town
Rain come down and give this dirty town
A drink of water a drink of wine
If I been hard on you I never chose to be
I never wanted no one else
I tried my best to be somebody you'd be close to
Hand in hand like lovers are supposed to
As you'd sleep I'd think my heart would break in two
I'd kiss your cheek I'd stop myself from waking you
But in the dark you'd speak my name
You'd say baby what's wrong?
Oh here I am baby I'm coming back for more
I'm like a wave that's got to roll into the shore
Yes and if my love's in vain how come my love is so strong?
Now you and me go parallel together and apart
And you keep your perfect distance and it's tearing at my heart
Did you never feel the distance
You never tried to cross no line
Now it's another dirty river and another dirty scar
And I don't know who's kissing you and I don't know where you are
So far from home don't you think of me sometime
Sky is crying see the streets are full of tears
Rain come down to wash away my fears
And all this writing on the wall
I wonder where you are tonight
you're probably on the rampage somewhere
you have been known to take delight
in gettin' in somebody's hair
and you always had the knack
fade to black
I bet you already made a pass
I see a darkened room somewhere
you run your finger round the rim of his glass
run your fingers through his hair
they scratch across his back
fade to black
well maybe it's all for the best
but I wish I'd never been lassooed
maybe it's some kind of test
I wish I'd never been tattooed
or been to hell and back
She gets the sun in the daytime
Perfume in the dusk
And she comes out in the night time
With the honeysuckle musk
Because she smells just like a rose
And she tastes just like a peach
She got me walking where the wildlife goes
I'd go anything to reach her
And she was made in heaven
Heaven's in the world
Is this just expresso love
You know I'm crazy for the girl
She call me just to talk
She's my lover she's a friend of mine
She says hey mister you wanna take a walk
In the wild west end sometime
And I get trouble with my breathing
She says boys don't know anything
But I know what I want
I want everything
Well I feel so good cos I feel so good
And I feel so good cos it feels so right
I was made to go with my girl
Like a saxophone was made to go with the night
And she can raise one eyebrow
Put her hand on my hip
And I close one eye now
Sweat on her lip
And I surrender to the fever
I surrender to the will of the night
She love me so tender I got to believe her
Love? Expresso love's alright
I don't want no sugar in it
Thank you very much
All wired up on it all fired up on it
Expresso touch
Hey maestro expresso
It's just another one just like the other one
Hey maestro expresso
They wanna get a statement for Jesus sake
It's like 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 mean
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 mean
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 mean
Maybe on Monday he got something to say
Communication
Communique
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
Well there's a Peter Pan moon, shepherd's delight
I got the dragon at noon, yes, and I 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 armour 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 could talk later on
Let the saxophone play us till the chorus of dawn
All I need is a little oblivion, you don't need protection
Well, now, here come 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 got to tell me that I'm more than your lover
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
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
Ah, 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
Yeah, angel of mercy
You got me, baby
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