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 i… - Mark Knopfler

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.

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?"

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