DIRE STRAITS

Brothers In Arms
(SHM-CD)

(1985)

1. So Far Away 5'12
(Mark Knopfler)
2. Money For Nothing 8'26
(Mark Knopfler / Sting)
3. Walk Of Life 4'13
(Mark Knopfler)
4. Your Latest Trick 6'34
(Mark Knopfler)
5. Why Worry 8'31
(Mark Knopfler)
6. Ride Across The River 6'58
(Mark Knopfler)
7. The Man's Too Strong 4'40
(Mark Knopfler)
8. One World 3'41
(Mark Knopfler)
9. Brothers In Arms 7'00
(Mark Knopfler)

Total Time: 55:15

  • Mark Knopfler - Guitars & Vocals
  • Alan Clark - Keyboards
  • Guy Fletcher - Keyboards & Vocals
  • John Illsley - Bass & Vocals
  • Omar Hakim - Drums
  • Terry Williams - Drums

    Produced by Mark Knopfler and Neil Dorfsman
    Engineered by Neil Dorfsman
    Assisted by Steve Jackson,     AIR MONTSERRAT. Bruce Lampcov / David Greenberg, POWER STATION
    Mastered by Bob Ludwig at Masterdisk, New York
    Design: Sutton Cooper and Andrew Prewett
    Photography: Deborah Feingold
    Painting: Thomas Steyer

    Songs Written by Mark Knopfler
    Except (2) Written by Mark Knopfler / Sting

    Published by CHARISCOURT Ltd/Rondor Music (London) Ltd. except* published by CHARISCOURT Ltd. / RONDOR MUSIC (London) Ltd. / VIRGIN MUSIC (Publishers) Ltd.

    Our Special Thanks to the following for helping to make the record: Michael Brecker, Randy Brecker, Malcolm Duncan, Neil Jason, Tony Levin, Jimmy Maelen, Mike Mainieri, Dave Plews, Jack Sonni, Sting, Ed Bicknell, Paul Cummins, Liz Whatley, Norman Dugdale, Jean Currie at Damage Management, Ron Eve of Bromley in Kent, Peter Brewis, All the staff of Air Montserrat, in particular Steve Jackson, Malcolm Kelly, Frank Oglethorpe, 'Sugar Daddy' George Morgan, Desmond Riley, Franklyn Allen, Carlton Farrell and Leroy Hixon Trevor, Michael and Sarah at GALLERY STUDIOS, Chertsey. Staff of POWER STATION, New York and all at RUDY'S MUSIC STOP, 48th Street, New York, Eric Clapton,

    - M.K.

    Sting appears Courtesy of A & M RECORDS

    Recorded at AIR STUDIOS, Montserrat West Indies Mixed at Power Station, New York




    1. So Far Away

      Here I am again in this mean old town
      And you're so far away from me
      And where are you when the sun goes down
      You're so far away from me

      So far away from me
      So far I just can't see
      So far away from me
      You're so far away from me

      I'm tired of being in love and being all alone
      When you're so far away from me
      I'm tired of making out on the telephone
      And you're so far away from me

      So far away from me
      So far I just can't see
      So far away from me
      You're so far away from me

      I get so tired when I have to explain
      When you're so far away from me
      See you been in the sun and I've been in the rain
      And you're so far away from me

      So far away from me
      So far I just can't see
      So far away from me
      You're so far away from me

    2. Money For Nothing

      Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it
      You play the guitar on the MTV
      That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
      Money for nothin' and chicks for free
      Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
      Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb
      Maybe get a blister on your little finger
      Maybe get a blister on your thumb

      We gotta install microwave ovens
      Custom kitchen deliveries
      We gotta move these refrigerators
      We gotta move these colour TV's

      See the little faggot with the earring and the makeup
      Yeah buddy that's his own hair
      That little faggot got his own jet airplane
      That little faggot he's a millionaire

      We gotta install microwave ovesns
      Custom kitchens deliveries
      We gotta move these refrigerators
      We gotta move these colour TV's

      I shoulda learned to play the guitar
      I shoulda learned to play them drums
      Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera
      Man we could have some fun
      And he's up there, what's that? Hawaiian noises?
      Bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzee
      That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
      Get your money for nothin' get your chicks for free

      We gotta install microwave ovens
      Custom kitchen deliveries
      We gotta move these refrigerators
      We gotta move these colour TV's, Lord

      Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
      You play the guitar on the MTV
      That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
      Money for nothin' and your chicks for free
      Money for nothin' and chicks for free

    3. Walk Of Life

      Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies
      Be-Bop-A-Lua, Baby What I Say
      Here comes Johnny singing I Gotta Woman
      Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay
      He got the action, he got the motion
      Yeah, the boy can play
      Dedication devotion
      Turning all the night time into the day

      He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman
      He do the song about the knife
      He do the walk, he do the walk of life

      Here comes Johnny and he'll tell you the story
      Hand me down mu walkin' shoes
      Here come Johnny with the power and the glory
      Backbeat the talkin' blues
      He got the action, he got the motion
      Yeah, the boy can play
      Dedication devotion
      Turning all the night time into the day

      He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman
      He do the song about the knife
      He do the walk, he do the walk of life

      Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies
      Be-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I Say
      Here comes Johnny singing I Gotta Woman
      Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay
      He got the action, he got the motion
      Yeah the boy can play
      Decidation devotion
      Turning all the night time into the day

      And after all the violence and double talk
      There's just a song in the trouble and the strife
      You do the walk, you do the walk of life

    4. Your Latest Trick

      All the late night bargains have been struck
      Between the satin beaus and their belles
      And prehistoric garbage trucks
      Have the city to themselves
      Echoes roars dinosaurs
      They're all doing the monster mash
      And most of the taxis and the whores
      Are only taking calls for cash

      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

      My door was standing open
      Security was laid back and lax
      But it was only my heart got 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 Lover's Lane
      And you never did have the inteligence to use
      The twelve keys hanging off 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

      Now it's past last call for alcohol
      Past recall has been here and gone
      The landlord finally paid us all
      The satin jazzmen 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

      I don't know how it happened
      It was faster than the eye could flick
      But not all I can do is hand it to you
      And your latest trick


      5. Why Worry



      Baby I see this world has made you sad
      Some people can be bad
      The things they do, the things they say
      But baby I'll wipe away those bitter tears
      I'll chase away those restless fears
      That turn your blue skies into grey

      Why worry, there should be laughter after the pain
      There should be sunshine after rain
      These things have always been the same
      So why worry now

      Baby when I get down I turn to you
      And you make sense of what I do
      I know it isn't hard to say
      But baby just when this world seems mean and cold
      Our love comes shining red and gold
      And all the rest is by the way

      Why worry, there should be laughter after pain
      There should be sunshine after rain
      These things have always been the same
      So why worry now

    6. Ride Across The River

        I'm a soldier of freedom in the army of man
        We are the chosen, we're the partisan
        The cause it is noble and the cause it is just
        We are ready to pay with our lives if we must

        Gonna ride across the river deep and wide
        Ride across the river to the other side

        I'm a soldier of fortune, I'm a dog of war
        And we don't give a damn who the killing is for
        It's the same old story with a different name
        Death or glory, it's the killing game

        Gonna ride across the river deep and wide
        Ride across the river to the other side

        Nothing gonna stop them as the day follows the night
        Right becomes wrong, the left becomes the right
        And they sing as they march with their flags unfurled
        Today in the mountains, tomorrow the world

        Gonna ride across the river deep and wide
        Ride across the river to the other side

      7. The Man's Too Strong

        I'm just and ageing drummer boy
        And in the wars I used to play
        And I've called the tune
        To many a torture session
        Now they say I am a war criminal
        And I'm fading away
        Father please hear my confession

        I have legalised robbery
        Called it a belief
        I have run with the money
        And hid like a theif
        I have re-written history
        With my armies and my crooks
        Invented memories
        I did burn all the books
        And I can still hear his laughter
        And I can still hear his song
        The man's too big
        The man's too strong

        Well I have tried to be meek
        And I have tried to be mild
        But I spat like a woman
        And sulked like a child
        I have lived behind walls
        That have made me alone
        Striven for peace
        Which I have never known
        And I can still hear his laughter
        And I can still hear his song
        The man's too big
        The man's too strong

        Well the sun rose on the courtyard
        And they all did hear him say
        'You always were a Judas
        But I got you anyway
        You may have got your silver
        But I swear upon my life
        Your sister gave me diamonds
        And I gave them to your wife'
        Oh father please help me
        For I have done wrong
        The man's too big
        The man's too strong

      8. One World

        Can't find no sleeves for my records
        Can't get no laces for my shoes
        Can't get no fancy notes
        On my blue guitar
        Can't get no antidote for blues

        Can't find the reasons for your actions
        Or I don't much like the reasoning you use
        Somehow your motives are impure
        Or somehow I can't find the cure
        Can't find no antidote for blues

        They say it's mostly vanity
        That writes the plays we act
        They tell me that's what everybody knows
        There's no such thing as sanity
        And that's the sanest fact
        That's the way the story goes

        Can't get no remedy on my TV
        There's nothing but the same old news
        They can't find a way to be
        One world in harmony
        Can't get no antidote for blues

      9. Brothers In Arms

        These mist covered mountains
        Are a home now for me
        But my home is the lowlands
        And always will be
        Some day you'll return to
        Your valleys and your farms
        And you'll no longer burn
        To be brothers in arm

        Through these fields of destruction
        Baptism of fire
        I've watched all your suffering
        As the battles raged higher
        And though they did hurt me so bad
        In the fear and alarm
        You did not desert me
        My brothers in arms

        There's so many different worlds
        So many different suns
        And we have just one world
        But we live in different ones

        Now the sun's gone to hell
        And the moon's riding high
        Let me bid you farewell
        Every man has to die
        But it's written in the starlight
        And every line on your palm
        We're fools to make war
        On our brothers in arms