Calling Elvis
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
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
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
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?
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
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
YOUR LATEST TRICK All the late night bargains have been struck Between the satin beaus and their belles And prehistoric garbage trucks Have the city to themselves Echoes roars dinosaurs They're all doing the monster mash And most of the taxis and 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 My door was standing open Security was laid back and lax But it was only my heart 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 inteligence to use The twelve keys hanging off 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 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 now all I can do is hand it to you And your latest trick
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
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
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
SOLID ROCK 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 suprised when the tide rolled in I wanna live on solid rock I'm gonna live on solid rock I wanna give don't wanna be blocked I'm gonna live on solid rock Well I'm sick of potential I'm sick fo 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 tou rely on The bed that you make That's the one you gotta lie on When you point you fingers cos you 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 don't wanna be blocked I'm gonna live on solid rock
Credits: Mark Knopfler: lead guitar and lead vocal John Illsley: bass guitar and backing vocal Alan Clark: keyboards Guy Fletcher: keyboards and backing vocal Chris White: saxophone and backing vocal Paul Franklin: pedal steel guitar Phil Palmer: guitar and backing vocal Danny Cummings: percussion and backing vocals Chris Whitten: drums Produced by Guy Fletcher, Neil Dorfsman & Mark Knopfler Recorded at Arenes de Nimes, France & at Feyenoord Stadium, Rotterdam, Netherlands, May 1992 All titles by Mark Knopfler except Money For Nothing by Mark Knopfler & Sting Picture: PAL (Region 2, 4) NTSC (Region 1) 4:3 • Sound: Dolby Digital Stereo • Run Time: 94 minutes Release date: 2003 by Universal Pictures Video
