"On Every Street" Discography




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 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 

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 

Eell 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 
  
On every street
  
There's gotta be a record of you some place 
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 ladykiller - regulation tattoo 
Silver spurs 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 expode in the heat 
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street 

A three-chord symphony crashes into space 
The moon is hanging upside down 
I don't know why it is 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 victory has a taste that's bittersweet 
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street 
 
When it comes to you
  
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 
You been giving me a bad time 
Tell me what I'd 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 giving me a bad time 
Tell me what I'd 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 
  
Fade to black
 
I wonder where you are tonight 
You're probably on the rampage somewhere 
You have been known to take delight 
In gettin' in somebody's hair 
And you always had the knack 
Fade to black 
I bet you already made a pass 
I see a darkened room somewhere 
You run your finger round the rim of his glass 
Run your fingers through his hair 
They scratch across his back 
Fade to black 

Well maybe it's all for the best 
But I wish I'd never been lassooed 
Maybe it's some kind of test 
I wish I'd never been tattooed 
Or been to hell and back 
Fade to black 
  
The bug
 
Well it's a strange old game - you learn it slow 
One step forward and it's back to go 
You're standing on the throttle 
You're standing on the breaks 
In the groove 'til you make a mistake 
Sometimes you're the windshield 
Sometimes you're the bug 
Sometimes it all comes together baby 
Sometimes you're a fool in love 
Sometimes you're the louisville slugger 
Sometimes you're the ball 
Sometimes it all comes together baby 
Sometimes you're going to lose it all 

You gotta know happy - you gotta know glad 
Because you're gonna know lonely 
And you're gonna know bad 
When you're rippin' and a ridin' 
And you're coming on strong 
You start slippin' and slidin' 
And it all goes wrong because 

Sometimes you're the windshield 
Sometimes you're the bug 
Sometimes it all comes together baby 
Sometimes you're a fool in love 
Sometimes you're the louisville slugger baby 
Sometimes you're the ball 
Sometimes it all comes together baby 
Sometimes you're going to lose it all 

One day you got the glory 
One day you got none 
One day you're a diamond 
And then you're a stone 
Everything can change 
In the blink of an eye 
So let the good times roll 
Before we say goodbye, because 

Sometimes you're the windshield 
Sometimes you're the bug 
Sometimes it all comes together baby 
Sometimes you're a fool in love 
Sometimes you're the louisville slugger baby 
Sometimes you're the ball 
Sometimes it all comes together baby 
Sometimes you're going to lose it all 
  
You and your friend
 
Will you and your friend come around 
Are you and your friend gonna get on down 
Will you and your friend come around 
Or are you and your friend gonna let me down 
If you talk to one another 
I'm a hungry man 
Let me know one way or the other 
So I can make my plans 

Will you and your friend come around 
Are you and your friend gonna get on down 
Will you and your friend come around 
Or are you and your friend gonna let me down 

I relive the situation 
Still see in in my mind 
You got my imagination 
Working overtime 
  
Heavy fuel
 
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 
'cos 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 
'cos 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 climb this hill 
I'll write a suicide note on a hundred dollar bill 
'cos if you wanna run cool 
If you wanna run cool 
Yes if you wanna run cool, you got to run 
On heavy, heavy fuel 
  
Iron hand
 
With all the clarity of dream 
The sky so blue, the grass so green 
The rank and file and the navy blue 
The deep and strong, the straight and true 
The blue line they got the given sign 
The belts and boots marched forward in time 
The wood and the leather the club and shield 
Swept like a wave across the battlefield 

Now with all the clarity of dream 

The blood so red, the grass so green The gleam of spur on the chestnut flank 
The cavalry did burst upon the ranks 

Oh the iron will and the iron hand 
In england's green and pleasant land 
No music for the shameful scene 
That night they said it had even shocked the queen 

Well alas we've seen it all before 
Knights in armour, days for yore 
The same old fears and the same old crimes 
We haven't changed since ancient times   

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 

My parties
 
Well this is my back yard - my back gate 
I hate to start my parties late 
Here's the party cart - ain't that great? 
That ain't the best part baby - just wait 
That a genuine weathervane - it moves with the breeze 
Portable hammok baby - who needs trees 
It's casual entertaining - we aim to please 
At my parties 
Check out the shingles - it's brand new 
Excuse me while I mingle - hi, how are you 
Hey everybody - let me give you a toast 
This one's for me - the host with the most 

It's getting a trifle colder - step inside my home 
That's a brass toilet tissue holder with its own telephone 
That's a musical doorbell - it don't ring, I ain't kiddin' 
It plays america the beautiful and tie a yellow ribbon 

Boy, this punch is a trip - it's o.k. in my book 
Here, take a sip - maybe a little heavy on the fruit 
Ah, here comes the dip - you may kiss the cook 
Let me show you honey - it's easy - look 
You take a fork and spike 'em - say, did you try these? 
So glad you like 'em - the secret's in the cheese 
It's casual entertaining - we aim to please 
At my parties 

Now don't talk to me about the polar bear 
Don't talk to me about the ozone layer 
Ain't much of anything these days, even the air 
They're running out of rhinos - what do I care? 
Let's hear it for the dolphin - let's hear it for the trees 
Ain't running out of nothing in my deep freeze 
It's casual entertaining - we aim to please 
At my parties 

Planet of New Orleans
 
Standin' in the corner 
Of toulouse and dauphine 
Waitin' on marie-ondine 
I'm tryin' to place a tune 
Under a louisiana moonbeam 
On the planet of New Orleans 
In a bar they call the saturn 
And in her eyes of green 
And somethin' that she said in a dream 
Inside of my suit I got my mojo root 
And a true love figurine 
For the planet of new orleans 
New Orleans - the other planet 
With other life upon it 
And everythin' that's shakin' in between 
If you should ever land upon it 
You better know what's on it 
The planet of New Orleans 

Now I'm tryin' to find my way 
Through the rain and the steam 
I'm lookin' straight ahead through the screen 
And then I heard her say 
Somethin' in the limousine 
'bout taking a ride across the planet of New Orleans 

If she was an ace 
And I was just a jack 
And the cards were never seen 
We could have been the king and the queen 
But she took me back to her courtyard 
Where magnolia perfume screams 
Behind the gates and the granite 
Of the planet of New Orleans 

How long
 
How long, how long baby 
How long has it been 
How long you gonna keep me wondering 
How long before you see 
Stallin' me was wrong - how long 
How long, how long you gonna keep 
Slappin' my hands away 
How long you gonna keep my love at bay 
How long before you're sure 
My love is strong - how long 

How long, how long you gonna keep 
Tellin' me you like me fine 
How long until I'm gonna make you mine 
How long before you wake up 
And find a good man gone - how long 

 
Produced by Mark Knopfler & Dire Straits 
engineered by Bill Shnee & Chuck Ainlay 
Assistant engineers: Steve Orchad, Andy Strange & Jack Puig 
Mixed by Neil Dorfsman except "Heavy Fuel", mixed by Bob Clearmountain 
Assisted by Avril Mackintosg 
Mastered by Bob Ludwig at Masterdisk, New York 
Recorded at AIR Studios, London 
Sleeve photograph by Paul Williams 
Design by Sutton Cooper & Paul Cummins 
Dire Straits are: Mark Knopfler, John Illsley, Alan Clark & Guy Fletcher 

We would like to thank the following for their invaluable contributions: Danny Cummings, Paul Franklin, Vince Gill, Manu Katche, Phil Palmer, Jeff Porcaro & Chris White. 

Strings conducted by Alan Clark & George Martin 

and thank to you... 
Sara Schwartz & Emmanuelle de la Lubie 
Harris & Trotter 
d'Adario Strings 
Ron Eve 
Robyn Becker 
and all at Damage Management 

M.K.

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