Walk of Life (Live) - Dire Straits

When I saw your face I thought I found my light It all started on a peaceful night, you walked into my life You say that Im to blame, I know its not my fault One will say that it did not work out, it wasnt for too long Catch me on a bad day and I wont cry Even if the stars fall from the sky Look into my eyes you know Im high You wont ever ever know I think you know For who is to say all life is created equal When some die happy and some die poor To say that money is the root of all evil When money is power and nothing more If power brings evil and evil brings power Then when will the time come when the earth will devour Catch me on a good day and I wont cry Even if the stars fall from the sky Look into my eyes you know Im high You wont ever ever know I think you know I see a man hes walking through my mind There is colors in his eyes, but he sees just fine And he seems so kind the way he makes me unwind Im twisting through this magical space in time Let me sing Let me sing a song, let me sing about you Every single song, yes I sing about you Every single song is strictly about you Look into my eyes you know Im high Take it slow

在你身邊路雖遠未疲倦 伴你漫行一段接一段 越過高峰另一峰卻又見 目標推遠讓理想永遠在前面 路縱崎嶇亦不怕受磨練 願一生中苦痛快樂也體驗 愉快悲哀在身邊轉又轉 風中賞雪霧裡賞花快樂迴旋 毋用計較快欣賞身邊美麗每一天 還願確信美景良辰在腳邊 願將歡笑聲蓋掩苦痛那一面 悲也好 喜也好 每天找到新發現 讓疾風吹呀吹 儘管給我倆考驗 小雨點 放心灑 早已決心向著前 路縱崎嶇亦不怕受磨練 願一生中苦痛快樂也體驗 愉快悲哀在身邊轉又轉 風中賞雪霧裡賞花快樂迴旋 毋用計較快欣賞身邊美麗每一天 還願確信美景良辰在腳邊 願將歡笑聲蓋掩苦痛那一面 悲也好 喜也好 每天找到新發現 讓疾風吹呀吹 儘管給我倆考驗 小雨點 放心灑 早已決心向著前 小雨點 放心灑 早已決心向著前

Red sun go down way over dirty town Starlings are sweeping around crazy shoals Yes and a girl is there high heeling across the square Wind it blows around in her hair and the flags upon the poles Waiting in the crowd to cross at the light She looks around to find a face she can like. Church bell clinging on just a trying to get a crowd for Evensong Nobody cares to depend upon the chime it plays They're all in the station praying for trains Congregation late again It's getting darker all the time these flagpole days Drunk old soldier he give her a fright He's a crazy lion he's a-howling for a fight Strap hanging gunshot sound Doors slamming on the overground Starlings are tough but the lions are made of stone Her evening paper is horror torn But there's hope later for Capricorns Her lucky stars give her just enough to get her home Then she's reading about a swing to the right But she's a-thinking about a stranger in the night I'm thinking about the lions Thinking about the lions What happened to the lions tonight. Tonight tonight Thinking about the lions

Can't get no sleeves for my records Can't get no laces for my shoes Can't get no fancy notes on my blue guitar I can't get no antidote for blues Oh yeah, blues I 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 get no antidote for blues Oh yeah, 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 Oh yeah Oh, yeah Blues Can't get no remedy on my TV It's nothing but the same old news Well, they can't find a way to be One world in harmony Can't get no antidote for blues Alright, yeah, blues Blues Oh yeah Blues Alright

I seen a girl on a one-way corridor Stealing down a wrong-way street For all the world like an urban toreador She had wheels on, on her feet Well, the cars do the usual dances Same old cruise and the curbside crawl But the roller girl, she's taking chances They just love to see her take them all No fear alone at night She's sailing through the crowd In her ears the phones are tight And the music's playing loud Hallelujah, here she comes Queen rollerball And enchanté, what can I say? Don't care at all You know, she used to have to wait around She used to be the lonely one But now that she can skate around town She's the only, only one No fear alone at night She's sailing through the crowd In her ears those phones are tight And the music's playing loud She gets rock 'n' roll and a rock 'n' roll station And a rock 'n' roll dream She's making movies on location She don't know what it means And the music make her wanna be the story And the story was whatever was the song, what it was Roller girl, don't worry D.J. play the movies All night long, all night long She tortures taxi drivers just for fun She likes to read their lips Says, "Toro, toro, taxi, see ya tomorrow, my son" I swear, she let a big truck grease her hip Aw, she got her own world in the city, yeah You can't intrude on her, no, no, no, no She got her own world in the city The city's been so rude to her No fears alone at night Sailing through the crowd In her ears those phones so tight And the music's playing loud She gets rock 'n' roll and a rock 'n' roll station And a rock 'n' roll dream She's making movies on location She don't know what it means But the music make her wanna be the story And the story was whatever was the song, what it was Roller girl, don't worry D.J. play the movies All night long, all night long Slippin' and a-slidin' Yeah, life's a rollerball Slippin' and a-slidin' Skateaway, that's all Skateaway Sha-la sha-lay, hey, hey Skateaway Now, sha-la sha-lay, hey, hey She's singing sha-la sha-lay, hey, hey Skateaway

We wanna get a statement for Jesus' sake It's like a talking to the wall He's incummunicado No comment to make He's saying nothing at all Yeah but in the communiqué You know he's gonna come clean Think what he say Say what he means Maybe on a Monday he got something to say Communication Communiqué Communiqué Maybe he could talk about the tricks of the trade Maybe he can talk about himself Maybe he could talk about the money that he made Maybe he be saying something else But in the communiqué you know he's gonna come clean Think what he say Say what he means Maybe on a Monday he got something to say Communication Communiqué Communiqué Well now the rumours are flying Speculation rife They say that he's been trying someone else's wife Somebody at the airport Somebody on the phone Say he's at the station and he's coming home alone Then we get the story The serious piece And a photography a taken in the hall And you don't have to worry with the previous release Right now he's saying nothing at all But in the communiqué you know he's gonna come clean Think what he say Say what he mean Maybe on a Monday he'll have something to say Communication Communiqué Communiqué Communication