1. Sultans Of Swing 5:45
SULTANS OF SWING 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 alright when you hear that music ring You step inside but you don't see too many faces Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down Too much competition too many places But not too many horns can make that sound Way on downsouth way on downsouth London town You check out Guitar George he knows all the chords Mind he's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing And 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 honky tonk just 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 The don't give a damm about any trumpet playing band It ain't whet they call rock and roll And the Sultans played Creole And then the man he steps right up to the microphone And says at last just as the time bell rings 'Thank you goodnight now it's time to go home' and he makes it fast whith one more thing 'We are the Sultans of Swing'
DOWN TO THE WATERLINE Sweet surrender on the quayside You remember we used to run and hide In the shadow of 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
PORTOBELLO BELLE Bella donna's on the highstreet Her breasts upon the off beat And the stalls are just the side shows Victoriana's old clothes And yes her jeans are tight now She gotta travel light now She's gotta tear up all her roots now She got a turn up for the boots now Yeah she thinks she's tough She ain't no English rose But the blind singer He's seen enough and he knows Yes and he do a song About a long gone Irish girl Ah 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 they got no fingers Yeah, the blind man says he Irish He get his money in a tin dish Just a corner serenader Upon a time he could of made her, made her Yeah, she thinks she's tough She ain't no English rose Ah, but the blind singer He's seen enough and he knows Yes and do a song About a long gone Irish girl Ah but I got one for you Portobello Belle Yes and the barrow boys are hawking And the parakeet is squawking Upon a truck there is a rhino She get the crying off the wino And then she hear the reggae rumble Bella donna's in the jungle But she is no garden flower There is no distress in the tower Oh, bella donna walks Bella donna taking a stroll But she don't care about your window box Or your button hole Yes and she sing a song About a long gone Irish girl Ah but I got one for you Portobello Belle
TWISTING BY THE POOL 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, swingin 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 stil 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 look so cute Sunglasses and bathing suites Be the baby of my dreams Like the ladies in the magazine Yeah, we're gonna be so neat Dance to the Eurobeat Yeah, we're gonna be so cool Twisting by the pool I'm a twisting fool Just twisting, yeah twisting Twisting by the pool
TUNNEL OF LOVE 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 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 the one arm bandit fever there was an arrow through my heart and 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 It's just the danger when you're riding at your own risk She said you are the perfect stranger she said baby let's keep it like this It's just a cakewalk twisting baby step right up and say Hey mister give me two give me two cos any two can play 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 Well it's been money for muscle another whirligig Money for muscle another girl I dig Another hustle just to make it big And rockaway rockaway And girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did Like the spanish city to me when we were kids Oh girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did Like the spanish city to me when we were kids 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 cought 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 And now I'm searching through these carousels and the carnival arcades Searching everywhere from steeplechase to palisades In any shooting gallery where promises ar made To rockaway rockaway from Cullercoasts and Whitley bay out to rockaway And girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did Like the spanish city to me when we were kids Oh girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did Like the spanish city to me when we were kids
ROMEO AND JULIET A lovestruck Romeo sings a streetsuss 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? Juliet says hey it's Romeo you nearly gimme 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? 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 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 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 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 and bad company All I do is kiss you through the bars of a rhyme 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 I'll love you till I die There's a place for us you know the movie song When 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 convenient streetlight steps out of the shade Says something like you and me babe how about it?
WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING? Where d'ya think you're going Don't you know it's dark outside Where d'ya think you're going Don't you care about my pride Where d'ya think you're going I think you don't know You got no way of knowing There's really no place you can go I understand your changes A-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 A-where d'ya think ya 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 d'ya think you're going Don't you know it's dark outside Where d'ya think you're going I wish I didn't care about my pride And now I'm sick of joking You know I like you to be free A-where d'ya think ya going I think you better go with me girl
WALK OF LIFE Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies Be-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I Say Here comes Johnny singing I Gotta Woman Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay He got the action, he got the motion Yeah, the boy can play Dedication devotion Turning all the night time into the day He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman He do the song about the knife He do the walk, he do the walk of life Here comes Johnny and he'll tell you the story Hand me down mu walkin' shoes Here come Johnny with the power and the glory Backbeat the talkin' blues He got the action, he got the motion Yeah, the boy can play Dedication devotion Turning all the night time into the day He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman He do the song about the knife He do the walk, he do the walk of life Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies Be-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I Say Here comes Johnny singing I Gotta Woman Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay He got the action, he got the motion Yeah the boy can play Decidation devotion Turning all the night time into the day And after all the violence and double talk There's just a song in all the trouble and the strife You do the walk, you do the walk of life
PRIVATE INVESTIGATIONS 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 whisky and a new set of lies blinds on the window and a pain behind the eyes Scarred for life - no compensation private investigations
TELEGRAPH ROAD A long time ago came a man on a track Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back And he put down his load where he thought it was the best He made a home in the wilderness He built a cabin and a winter store And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore And the other travellers came riding down the track And they never went further and they never went back Then came the churches then came the schools Then came the lawyers than came the rules Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads And the dirty old track was the telegraph road 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 Telegraph road got so deep and so wide Like a rolling river... And my radio says tonight it's gonne freeze People driving home from the factories There six's lanes of traffic Three lanes moving slow... I used to like to go to work but they shut it down I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found Yes and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles They can always fly away from this rain and this cold You can hear them singing out their telegraph code All the way down the telegraph road You know I'd sooner forget but I remember those nights When life was just a bet on a race between the lights You had your head on my shoulder you had your hand in my hair Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care... But believe in me baby and I'll take you away From out of this darkness and into the day From these rivers of headlights these rivers of rain From the anger that lives on the streets with these names 'Cos 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 saying sorry but we're closed All the way down the telegraph road
MONEY FOR NOTHING 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 colour TV's See the little faggot with the earring and the makeup Yeah buddy that's his own hair That little faggot got his own jet airplane That little faggot he's a millionaire We gotta install microwave ovesns Custom kitchens deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these colour 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 bongoes 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 microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these colour 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' and your chicks for free Money for nothin' and chicks for free
BROTHERS IN ARMS 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
Written by: Mark Knopfler (* Mark Knopfler and Sting) Year: 1988 Format: CD Label: Vertigo Reference No: 836 419 2 Songs: 12 Total Time: 66:25
