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Mark Knopfler - Let It All Go (Remastered 2021)
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Текст песни: When it's pop goes the weasel, let go of the easel
You don't want this rickety, raggedy life
It's seat of the trousers, it's all sink or swim, son
I'd kill to get crimson on this palette knife
And I'd steal in a minute, I'm up to hearing it
You here behaving as though I'm a saint
Get a job with a pension, don't ever mention
You once had a craving for the brushes and paint
So go, forget it
Let it all go, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go, let it all go
The hack writer judges my swipes and my smudges
He doesn't like pictures with blotches and blots
The drawing room tea set wants horses and sunsets
Sweet nothings, the seaside with yachts
It's the end of the thirties, no time for arties
Over in Poland, a right old to-do
So go join the navy, the air force or the army
They'll all be enrolling young fellas like you
So go, forget it
Let it all go, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go, let it all go
These are not my decisions, flaming visions
Ringing expressions, a clamouring voice
It's volcanic desire, unquenchable fire
It isn't a question of having a choice
Anyway, now I'm old, but if you won't be told
You've been created to answer the call
All passion and lust is gonna end in the dust
But you'll hang on some government gallery
You must go, forget it
Let it all go, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go, let it all go
You don't want this rickety, raggedy life
It's seat of the trousers, it's all sink or swim, son
I'd kill to get crimson on this palette knife
And I'd steal in a minute, I'm up to hearing it
You here behaving as though I'm a saint
Get a job with a pension, don't ever mention
You once had a craving for the brushes and paint
So go, forget it
Let it all go, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go, let it all go
The hack writer judges my swipes and my smudges
He doesn't like pictures with blotches and blots
The drawing room tea set wants horses and sunsets
Sweet nothings, the seaside with yachts
It's the end of the thirties, no time for arties
Over in Poland, a right old to-do
So go join the navy, the air force or the army
They'll all be enrolling young fellas like you
So go, forget it
Let it all go, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go, let it all go
These are not my decisions, flaming visions
Ringing expressions, a clamouring voice
It's volcanic desire, unquenchable fire
It isn't a question of having a choice
Anyway, now I'm old, but if you won't be told
You've been created to answer the call
All passion and lust is gonna end in the dust
But you'll hang on some government gallery
You must go, forget it
Let it all go, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go, let it all go
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