Money for Nothing

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.

Mark Knopfler, Eric Clapton, Sting & Phil Collins

In the sky

In the sky

Are you home from the sea, my soul balladeer

You've been away roaming far away from here

weathered a storm, your heart unafraid

crossed every ocean in the boat that you made.

Been blowing your horn, scaring the spooks.

No crotchets or quavers in your books.

Gone sailing all night, straight in the vein

like a bird on his own flight in his domain in the sky.

In The Sky

In The Sky

Running in on the tide with the first of the stars

the moon on the water and the sound of guitars

Glide into the homing as the night falls

to tie up in the haven by the old harbour wall.

And the hard-bitten stranger as deaf as a post

who stands at the fire where a poet's dreams roast.

He can't know the story, he can't feel the pain

and all of the glory falls around him like rain in the sky.

You're a light in the dark, a beacon of hope

and strong as a sea boat, strong as a rope.

And the vagabond wind, whispers over the bay

and the songs and the laughter, are carried away in the sky.

In The Sky

In The Sky

Mark Knopfler