Dire Straits - Tekstovi Pesama

Angel Of Mercy


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
Oh, angel of mercy

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 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

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
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
Calling elvis - I'm here all alone

Down To The Waterline


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
Let's go down to the waterline

Badges Posters Stickers And T-shirts


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?

Thanks very much mate. Can he have one?

Communique



We wanna get a statement for Jesus` sake
It`s like a talking to the wall
He`s incummunicado
No comment to make
He`s saying nothing at all
Yeah but in the communique
You know he`s gonna come clean
Think what he say
Say what he means
Maybe on a Monday he got something to say

Communication
Communique
Communique

Maybe he could talk about the tricks of the trade
Maybe he can talk about himself
Maybe he could talk about the money that he made
Maybe he be saying something else

But in the communique you know he`s gonna come clean
Think what he say
Say what he means
Maybe on a Monday he got something to say

Communication
Communique
Communique

Well now the rumours are flying
Speculation rife
They 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 home alone

Then we get the story
The serious piece
And a photograph a taken in the hall
And 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 a Monday he`ll have something to say

Communication
Communique
Communique

Communication

Expresso love


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
Id do anything to reach her

And she was made in heaven
Heavens in the world
Is this just expresso love
You know Im crazy for the girl

She call me just to talk
Shes my lover, shes 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 dont 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 tip
And I surrender to the fever
She love me so tender I got to believe her
Love? expresso loves alright

I dont want no sugar in it
Thank you very much
All wired up on it all fired up on it
Expresso touch
Hey maestro expresso
Its just another one just like the other one
Hey maestro expresso
Is this another one just like the other one

Heavy fuel


Last time I was sober
Man I felt bad
Worst hangover that I ever had
It took six hamburgers
And a scotch all night
Nicotine 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 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
Cause if you wanna run cool
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 climbs this hill
I'll write a suicide note on a hundred dollar bill
Cause if you wanna run cool
If you wanna run cool
Yes, if you wanna run cool
You got to run
On heavy, heavy fuel

Lady Writer



Lady writer on the TV
Talk about the Virgin Mary
Reminded me of you
Expectation left to come up to yeah

Lady writer on the TV
Yeah, she had another quality
The way you used to look
And I know you never read a book

Just the way that her hairfell down around her face
Then 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 talked to me when you felt like it

Just the way that her hairfell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place

Yes and your rich old man
You know he'd call her a dead ringer
You got the same command
Plus your mother was a jazz singer

Just the way that her hairfell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place

Lady writer on the TV
She knew all about a history
You couldn't hardly write your name
I think I want you just the same as the

Lady writer on the TV
Talking about the Virgin Mary
Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me
And lady writer on the TV
Lady writer on the TV
Talking about the Virgin Mary
Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me
And lady writer on the TV

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

that little fagot with the earings and the make up. yeah buddy that is his own hear.
that little fagot haves his own jet airplane, that little fagot is a millionair.

We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's

We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen 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

Love Over Gold


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 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 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 that you must
When the things that you hold
Can fall and be shattered
Or run through your fingers like dust

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 lady-killer
Regulation tattoo
Silver spurts 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

Three-chords symphony crashes into space
The moon is hanging upside down
I don't know why it's 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 has a taste that's bitter sweet
It's your face I'm looking for on every street

Private investigations


It's a mystery to me - the game commences
For the usual fee - plus expences
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 windows and a pain behind the eyes


Scarred for life - no compensation
private investigation

Once upon a time in the west



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 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
Oh, 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 innocenti
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

So Far Away


Here I am again in this mean old town
And you're so far away from me
And where are you when the sun goes down
You're so far away from me

So far away from me
So far I just can't see
So far away from me
You're so far away from me

I'm tired of being in love and being all alone
When you're so far away from me
I'm tired of making out on the telephone
And you're so far away from me

So far away from me
So far I just can't see
So far away from me
You're so far away from me

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

So far away from me
So far I just can't see
So far away from me
You're so far away from me

Romeo And Juliet


A lovestruck romeo sings the streets a serenade
laying everybody low with a lovesong that he made
He finds a streetlight and steps out of the shade
says something like you and me babe how about it?

Juliet says hey it's romeo he 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 you said 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 Juliet?

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 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 you said 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 Juliet?

A lovestruck romeo sings the streets a serenade
laying everybody low with a lovesong that he made
finds a his streetlight and steps out of the shade
says something like you and me babe how about it?

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
And 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 walking down the track
And they never went further, no they never went back

Then came the churches; then came the schools
Then came the lawyers and then 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 gonna freeze"
People driving home from the factories
There's six 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 the 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 hand 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 these 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...

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
Competition in other places
But the horns can blowing 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 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


And 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 whith one more thing
'We are the Sultans, We are the sultans of Swing'

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 a 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 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

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 cake walk 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 and 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 the 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

And now I'm searching through these carousels and the carnival arcades
Searching everywhere from steeplechase to palisades
In any shooting gallery where promises are made
To rockaway rockaway from Cullercoats and Whitley bay out to rockaway

And girl it looks so pretty to me like it always did
Like the Spanish city to me when we were kids
Girl it looks so pretty to me like it always did
Like the Spanish city to me when we were kids

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

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 café now
Swing,swing,swinging to the cabaret
You wanna see a movie,take in show now
Meet now people at the disco
Yeah,we 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 look 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
Oh yeah,we're gonna be so cool
Twisting by the pool

I'm a twisting fool
Just twisting,yeah,twisting
Twisting by the pool

Walk of life

Here comes Johnny singing al these oldies,
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 my 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
Dedication devotion
Turning all the night time into the day


And after all the violence and double talk
There's just a song in the trouble and the strife
You do the walk, you do the walk of life

When it comes to you


If we can't get alone
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

Why Worry


Baby I see this world has made you sad
Some people can be bad
The things they do, the things they say
But baby Ill wipe away those bitter tears
Ill 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 isnt 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 sunshine after rain
These things have always been the same
So why worry now

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 and roars of 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

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 on twelve bars down on Lover's Lane
And you never did have the intellegence 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
Last drinker has been here and gone
The landlord finally paid us off
The satin jazz men 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
And your latest trick