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Mark Knopfler 🎼Postcards From Paraguay🎵💙
Album: Shangri-La. (2004)
One thing was leading to the next
I bit off more than I could chew
I had the power to sign the checks
It wasn't difficult to do
I couldn't stay and face the music
So many reasons why
I won't be sending postcards
From Paraguay
I robbed a bank full of dinero
A great big mountain of dough
So it was goodbye companero
And cheerio
I couldn't stay and face the music
So many reasons why
I won't be sending postcards
From Paraguay
I never meant to be a cheater
But there was blood on the wall
I had to steal from peter
To pay what I owed to Paul
I couldn't stay and face the music
So many reasons why
I won't be sending postcards
From Paraguay
Dire Straits 🎼 Your Latest Trick (Live)🎵
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 of dinosaurs
They're all doing the monster mash
And most of the taxis and most of the whores
Are only taking calls for cash, mm
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
Well now, my door was standing open
Security was laid back and lax
But it was only my heart got-a 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 on Lovers' Lane
And you never did have the intelligence to use
The twelve keys hanging off of 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
Well, now it's past last call for alcohol
Past recall has been here and gone
The landlord, he finally paid us all
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, mm
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
Dire Straits 🎼Private Investigations (Live)🎵
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 windows, and a pain behind the eyes
Scarred for life, no compensation
Private investigations