Текст песни Mark Knopfler - On Every Street
Mark Knopfler - On Every Street слова песни
Theres gotta be a record of you someplaceYou gotta be on somebodys booksThe lowdown - a picture of your faceYour injured looksThe sacred and profaneThe pleasure and the painSomewhere your fingerprints remain concreteAnd its your face Im looking for on every streetA ladykiller - regulation tattooSilver spurs on his heelsSays - what can I tell you, as Im standing next to youShe threw herself under my wheelsOh its a dangerous roadAnd a hazardous loadAnd the fireworks over liberty explode in the heatAnd its your face Im looking for on every streetA three-chord symphony crashes into spaceThe moon is hanging upside downI dont know why it is Im still on the caseIts a ravenous townAnd you still refuse to be tracedSeems to me such a wasteAnd every victory has a taste thats bittersweetAnd its your face Im looking for on every street