Friday, July 25, 2008

Tunnel Of love

Getting crazy on the waltzers
But it's the life that i choose
Sing about the sixblade sing about the switchback
And a torture tattoo
And i been riding on a ghost train
Where the cars they scream and slam
And i don't know where i'll be tonight
But i'd always tell you where i am

In a screaming ring of faces
I seen her standing in the light
She had a ticket for the races
Just like me she was a victim of the night
I put a hand upon the lever
Said: "let it rock and let it roll"
I had the one arm bandit fever
There was an arrow through my heart and my soul

And the big wheel keep on turning
Neon burning up above
And i'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me girl
On the tunnel of love

It's just the danger
When you're riding at your own risk
She said: "you are the perfect stranger"
She said: "baby let's keep it like this"
It's just a cake walk
Twisting baby step right up and say:
"Hey mister give me two,
Give me two cos any two can play"

And the big wheel keep on turning
Neon burning up above
And i'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me girl
On the tunnel of love

Well it's been money for muscle,
Another whirligig
Money for muscle and
Another girl i dig
Another hustle
Just to make it big
And rockaway rockaway

And girl it looks so pretty to me,
Just like it always did
Like the spanish city to me,
When we were kids
Oh girl it looks so pretty to me,
Just like it always did
Like the spanish city to me,
When we were kids

She took off a silver locket
She said: "remember me by this"
She put her hand in my pocket,
I got a keepsake and a kiss
And in the roar of the dust and diesel
I stood and watched her walk away
I could have caught up with her easy enough
But something must have made me stay

And the big wheel keep on turning
Neon burning up above
And i'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me girl
On the tunnel of love

And now i'm searching through these carousels
And the carnival arcades
searching everywhere
From steeplechase to palisades
in any shooting gallery
Where promises are made
To rockaway rockaway
from cullercoats and whitely bay
Out to rockaway

And girl it looks so pretty to me,
Like it always did
Like the spanish city to me,
when we were kids
And girl it looks so pretty to me,
Like it always did
Like the spanish city to me,
when we were kids


Dire Straits