Mark Knopfler

thumb|I've witnessed your sufferingAs the battles raged higherAnd though they hurt me so badIn the fear and alarmYou did not desert meMy brothers in arms. Mark Freuder Knopfler OBE (born 12 August 1949) is a British guitarist, singer, songwriter, record producer and film score composer, best known as the lead guitarist, vocalist and songwriter for the British rock band Dire Straits, which he co-founded in 1977 with his brother David. Song lyrics thumb|Now look at them yo-yo's, that's the way you do itYou play the guitar on the MTV.That ain't workin', that's the way you do it.Money for nothin' and chicks for free. thumb|And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the sceneHe'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. thumb|Two men say they’re Jesus, one of them must be wrong. thumb|She gets rock n roll, a rock n roll stationAnd 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. plays the movies all night long. Dire Straits (1978) 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. Setting Me Up And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the sceneHe'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. Sultans of Swing Stepping out to Angellucci's for my coffee beansChecking out the movies and the magazinesWaitress she watches me crossing from the Barocco BarI'm getting a pickup for my steel guitarI saw you walking out Shaftesbury AvenueExcuse me for talking I wanna marry youThis is the seventh heaven street to meDon't be so proud You're just another angel in the crowdAnd I'm walking in the wild west endWalking with your wild best friendAnd my conductress on the number nineteenShe was a honeyPink toenails and hands all dirty with moneyGreasy hair, easy smileMade me feel nineteen for a while Wild West End Communiqué, (1979) Lady writer on the TVShe had all the brains and the beauty.The picture does not fitYou talked to me when you felt like it.Just the way that her hair fell down around her faceThen I recall my fall from graceAnother time, another place. Lady Writer Making Movies (1980) 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. Tunnel of Love, written with Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein II A love struck Romeo, sings a street-suss serenade;Laying everybody low, with a love song that he made.Finds a convenient street light, steps out of the shadeHe says something like, "You and me babe, how about it?" Juliet says, "Hey, it's Romeo. You nearly give 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 at people like that. Anyway what you gonna do about it?" Romeo and Juliet Juliet, the dice was loaded from the startAnd I bet, then you exploded in my heart And I forget, I forget the movie songWhen you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong? Juliet.We come up on different streets, they both were streets of shameBoth dirty, both mean, yes, and the dream was just the sameAnd I dreamed your dream for you and now your dream is realHow 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 goldYou can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they holdYou promised me everything, you promised me thick and thin, yeah.Now you just say, "Oh, Romeo, yeah. You know, I used to have a scene with him." Romeo and Juliet I seen a girl on a one way corridor Stealing down a wrong way streetFor all the world like an urban toreador She had wheels on her feetWell the cars do the usual dances Same old cruise and the curbside crawlBut the roller girl she's taking chances They just love to see her take them allNo 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 rollerballOm Shanti what can I say don't care at all You know she used to have to wait aroundShe used to be the lonely oneBut now that she can skate around townShe's the only one Skateaway She gets rock n roll, a rock n roll stationAnd 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. plays the movies all night long. Skateaway She gets the sun in the daytime Perfume in the duskAnd she comes out in the night timeWith the honeysuckle muskBecause she smells just like a roseAnd she tastes just like a peachShe got me walking where the wildlife goes I'd do anything to reach herAnd she was made in heaven Heaven's in the world Expresso Love Love over Gold (1982) thumb|The caretaker was crucified for sleeping at his postThey're refusing to be pacified, it's him they blame the most.The watchdog's got rabies, the foreman's got the fleas.And everyone's concerned about Industrial Disease. A long time ago came a man on a trackWalking thirty miles with a sack on his backAnd he put down his loadWhere he thought it was the bestHe made a home in the wildernessHe built a cabin and a winter storeAnd he plowed up the ground by the cold lake shoreAnd the other travelers came walking down the trackAnd they never went further, noThey never went backYes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owedWe're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed Telegraph Road Well, I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nightsYeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lightsYou had your head on my shoulderYour hand in my hairNow you act a little colderLike you don't seem to care Telegraph Road You get to meet all sorts in this line of workTreachery and treason, there's always an excuse for itAnd when I find the reason, I still can't get used to itAnd what have you got at the end of the day?What have you got to take away?A bottle of whisky and a new set of lies Private Investigations The caretaker was crucified for sleeping at his postThey're refusing to be pacified, it's him they blame the most.The watchdog's got rabies, the foreman's got the fleas.And everyone's concerned about Industrial Disease.There's panic on the switchboard, tongues are tied in knots.Some come out in sympathy, some come out in spots.Some blame the management, some blame the employees.And everybody knows it's the Industrial Disease. Industrial Disease Two men say they’re Jesus, one of them must be wrong. Industrial Disease It takes love over goldAnd mind over matterTo do what you do that you mustWhen the things that you holdCan fall and be shatteredOr run through your fingers like dust Love Over Gold Brothers in Arms (1985) I'm tired of being in love and being all aloneWhen you're so far away from me.I'm tired of making out on the telephoneBecause you're so far away from me. So Far Away Now look at them yo-yo's, that's the way you do itYou 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 itLemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb.Maybe get a blister on your little finger;Maybe get a blister on your thumb. Money for Nothing, written with Sting Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldiesBe-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I SayHere comes Johnny singing I Gotta WomanDown in the tunnels, trying to make it pay.He got the action, he got the motionOh yeah the boy can play.Dedication, devotionTurning all the night time into the day. Walk of Life All the late night bargains have been struckBetween the satin beaus and their belles.Prehistoric garbage trucksHave the city to themselvesEchoes and roars, dinosaursThey're all doing the monster mash.And most of the taxis, most of the whoresAre only taking calls for cash.<p>I don't know how it happenedIt all took place so quick.But all I can do is hand it to youAnd your latest trick. Your Latest Trick Why worry? There should be laughter after pain.There should be sunshine after rain.These things have always been the same.So why worry now? Why Worry Through these fields of destructionBaptisms of fireI've witnessed your sufferingAs the battles raged higherAnd though they hurt me so badIn the fear and alarmYou did not desert meMy brothers in arms. Brothers in Arms But it's written in the starlightAnd every line in your palmWe're fools to make warOn our brothers in arms. Brothers in Arms On Every Street (1991) A three-chord symphony crashes into spaceThe moon is hanging upside downI don't know why it is I'm still on the caseIt's a ravenous townAnd you still refuse to be tracedSeems to me such a wasteAnd every victory has a taste that's bittersweet On Every Street thumb|Sometimes you're the windshieldSometimes you're the bug If we can't get along we oughta be apartAnd I'm wondering where'd you get that cold, cold heartSet me free - sign my releaseI'm tired of being the villain of the peace When It Comes to You Sometimes you're the windshieldSometimes you're the bugSometimes it all come together babySometimes you're a fool in loveSometimes you're the Louisville Slugger babySometimes you're the ballSometimes it all come togetherSometimes you're gonna lose it all The Bug Last time I was sober, man I felt badWorst hangover that I ever had.It took six hamburgers and scotch all nightNicotine for breakfast just to put me right.’Cause if you wanna run cool,If you wanna run cool,If you wanna run cool, you got to runOn heavy, heavy fuel. Heavy Fuel Oh the iron will and the iron handIn England's green and pleasant landNo music for the shameful scene That night they said it had even shocked the queen Iron Hand I can see what you're looking to findIn the smile on my faceIn my peace of mindIn my state of graceI send what I canTo the man from the ministryHe's a part of heaven's planAnd he talks to meNow I send what I can to the manWith the diamond ring Ticket to Heaven Kill to Get Crimson (2007) Lyrics by Mark Knopfler I wonder if there's no foreverNo walking hand in handDown a yellow brick roadTo never never landThese days I get to where I'm goingMake it there eventuallyFollow the trail of breadcrumbsTo where I'm meant to be ... When I think about usI see the picture that we madeThe picture to remind usTrue love will never fade. I worked the rowdies and daytrippersNow and then I think of youAny which way we're all shufflin'Forward in the queueThey'd like to move my operationThey'd like to get me off the pierAnd I dream I'm on a steamerPullin' out of here True love will never fade MacIntyre's teaching us waltzing Out on the gymnasium floor McIntyre's out of the armyYou'll be slippered if you get him wrongMcIntyre's din booms loud in the gym And we've only got a little short songWe've only got a little short song And it's one, two, three, two, two we're all a disgraceMcIntyre tore us apartAnd we dance with ourselves when we'd all found a spaceWaltzing with fear in our hearts Secondary Waltz When it's pop goes the weaselLet go of the easelYou don't wantThis rickety rackety lifeIt's seat of the trousersIt's all sink or swim, son... These are not my decisionsFlaming visionsRinging expressionsThe clamouring voiceIt's volcanic desireThe unquenchable fireIt isn't a questionOf having the choiceAnyway, now I'm oldBut if you won't be toldIf you've been createdTo answer the callAll passion and lustIs going to end in the dustBut you'll hang on someGovernment gallery wall You must go, forget itLet it all go, let it all goGo, forget it, let it all go Let it all go Are you home from the sea, my soul balladeerYou've been away roaming far away from here weathered a storm, your heart unafraidcrossed every ocean in the boat that you made....You're a light in the dark, a beacon of hopeand strong as a sea boat, strong as a rope.And the vagabond wind, whispers over the bayand the songs and the laughter, are carried away in the sky. 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