Mark Knopfler Quotes

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 shade
He says something like, "You and me babe, how about it?"

Are you home from the sea, my soul balladeer
You've been away roaming far away from here weathered a storm, your heart unafraid
crossed every ocean in the boat that you made....
You're a light in the dark, a beacon of hope
and strong as a sea boat, strong as a rope.
And the vagabond wind, whispers over the bay
and the songs and the laughter, are carried away in the sky.

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
Oh yeah the boy can play.
Dedication, devotion
Turning all the night time into the day.

When it's pop goes the weasel
Let go of the easel
You don't want
This rickety rackety life
It's seat of the trousers
It's all sink or swim, son...

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
Because you're so far away from me.

She gets rock n roll, a rock n roll station
And 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.

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.

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.
’Cause if you wanna run cool,
If you wanna run cool,
If you wanna run cool, you got to run
On heavy, heavy fuel.

But it's written in the starlight
And every line in your palm
We're fools to make war
On our brothers in arms.

MacIntyre's teaching us waltzing Out on the gymnasium floor McIntyre's out of the army
You'll be slippered if you get him wrong
McIntyre's din booms loud in the gym And we've only got a little short song
We've only got a little short song

If we can't get along we oughta 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 peace

Two men say they’re Jesus, one of them must be wrong.

Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the bug
Sometimes it all come together baby
Sometimes you're a fool in love
Sometimes you're the Louisville Slugger baby
Sometimes you're the ball
Sometimes it all come together
Sometimes you're gonna lose it all

All the late night bargains have been struck
Between the satin beaus and their belles.
Prehistoric garbage trucks
Have the city to themselves
Echoes and roars, dinosaurs
They're all doing the monster mash.
And most of the taxis, most of the whores
Are only taking calls for cash.<p>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.

I wonder if there's no forever
No walking hand in hand
Down a yellow brick road
To never never land
These days I get to where I'm going
Make it there eventually
Follow the trail of breadcrumbs
To where I'm meant to be ... When I think about us
I see the picture that we made
The picture to remind us
True love will never fade.