1. Calling Elvis 6:23
CALLING ELVIS Calling elvis - is anybody home Calling elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Or can he come to the phone Calling elvis - I'm here all alone Well tell him I was calling just to wish him well Let me leave my number - heartbreak hotel Oh love me tender - baby don't be cruel Return to sender - treat me like a fool Calling elvis - is anybody home Calling elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Ccan 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 don't be cruel Return to sender - treat me like a fool Calling elvis - is anybody home Calling elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Or can he come to the phone Calling elvis - I'm here all alone
ON EVERY STREET There's gotta be a record of you someplace 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 explode 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 And it's your face I'm looking for on every street
WHEN IT COMES TO YOU If we can't get along we oughtta 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 piece You been givin' me a bad time Tell me what'd I 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 givin' me a bad time Tell me what'd I 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
FADE TO BLACK 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 But I wish I'd never been tattooed Or been to hell and back Fade to black
THE BUG 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 brakes 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 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 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 Sometimes you're going lose it all
YOU AND YOUR FRIEND 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 get on down I relive the situation Still see it in my mind You got my imagination Working overtime
HEAVY FUEL 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 On heavy, heavy fuel
IRON HAND 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 We haven't changed since ancient times
TICKET TO HEAVEN 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 All the way to paradise
MY PARTIES 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 hammock 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 At my parties
THE PLANET OF THE NEW ORLEANS 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 Of the planet of New Orleans
HOW LONG 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 And find your good man gone - how long
13. Millionaire Blues 4:23
MILLIONAIRE BLUES I woke up this morning, my Jacuzzi wouldn't work then the butler quit on me, man, can you believe it? Jerk! must've been my artistic temperament he couldn't take how come nobody wants to give me a break? I got the blues right there, 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! 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 flunky 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! all right
KINGDOM COME 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 squeeze 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 to Kingdom Come
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 I'm an easy touch Baby, baby I think I love you too much If I picked you up, 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 I'm an easy touch Baby, baby 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 I'm an easy touch Baby, baby I think I love you too much Baby, baby I think I love you too much Baby, baby I think I love you too much
Guitars: Mark Knopfler Bass: John Illsley Keyboards: Alan Clark Keyboards: Guy Fletcher --- Percussion: Danny Cummings Steel guitars: Paul Franklin Vocals: Vince Gill Drums: Manu Katche and Jeff Porcaro Guitars: Phil Palmer Saxophone: Chris White Written by: Mark Knopfler Produced by: Mark Knopfler and Dire Straits Mixed by: Neil Dorfsman Recorded at: Air Studios, London, UK Year: 1991 Format: CD Label: Vertigo Reference No: 510 160 2 Songs: 12 Total Time: 60:23
