He gets you
With his Six Blade Knife
Not much you can do
You’re mesmerised
With Romeo And Juliet
In The Gallery
Once Upon A Time In The West
Why Worry
Into Dire Straits?
You’ll be around for a lifetime
Yeah they did orchestrate
To blow your mind
Once a Newcastle kid
Wanted a plastic, Elvis Presley guitar
Imitated the King
Now there’s no one like Mark Knopfler
Loved his uncle Kingsley do Runaway Train
Tried the Elvis grin, collars turned up
Played football with a tennis ball in the back-lanes
On the Boogie-Woogie he was stuck
Studied to be a journalist, taught English
Came across a lightly strung, warped, old acoustic
Bands he played in were numerous
Found his ‘voice’ on guitar as he finger-picked it
Now he’s got the world agog
Kid who used the radio as an amplifier
And inhaled guitar catalogues
Is the celebrated guitar-player, singer, songwriter
Mark’s music shot him to fame
Sultans of Swing then Money for Nothing
But celebrityhood wasn’t the aim
Straits disbanded but the sound he kept producing
Golden Heart was his first as a solo musician
Never really wanted to be a star
Just to make music and you can’t stop listening
He still has you playing air-guitar
To Sailing to Philadelphia
Tracker
Shangri-La
Down The Road Wherever
Yeah there’s more where that came from
And these words could never do justice to his music
Luckily, Knopfler’s still going strong
Keep listening 'n' enjoying the kick.