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Mark Knopfler - Basil (The Studio Albums 2009 – 2018)
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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Mark Knopfler
Mark Knopfler
Gitarre
Guy Fletcher
Guy Fletcher
Tasteninstrumente
John McCusker
John McCusker
Geige
Mike McGoldrick
Mike McGoldrick
Pfeife
Glenn Worf
Glenn Worf
E-Bassgitarre
Ruth Moody
Ruth Moody
Stimme und Gesang
Ian Thomas
Ian Thomas
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Mark Knopfler
Mark Knopfler
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mark Knopfler
Mark Knopfler
Produzent:in
Joe Kearns
Joe Kearns
Ingenieurassistent:in
Jason Elliott
Jason Elliott
Ingenieurassistent:in
Andy Cook
Andy Cook
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Martin Hollis
Martin Hollis
Ingenieurassistent:in
Guy Fletcher
Guy Fletcher
Produzent:in
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
My Saturday job pays six and six down
A copy boy at the Chronicle
Five cigarettes and two silver half crowns
Meeting Vince at Mark Toney's in town
Boy, do we get around
[Verse 2]
Basil sits there on the table for subs
But not a part of the Bri-nylon club
Ancient blue sweater, too old for the job
Bored out of his mind
With the Colins and Bobs
[Verse 3]
I'm a jack and a lad
And I'm up for the world
And I've kissed a Gateshead girl
[Verse 4]
He calls for a copy boy, grumpy as hell
Poets have to eat as well
What he wouldn't give just to walk out today
To have time to think about time
And young love thrown away
[Verse 5]
I'm a jack and a lad
And I'm up for the world
And I've kissed a Gateshead girl
[Verse 6]
Starlings swarming a cloud over Grainger Street
Over the black church, over the Black Gate
And the shadowy Keep
[Verse 7]
He peers through his wire rims
At the fish and chip words
He's supposed to dish up and forget
His drudgery now has become slightly blurred
By one of his players untipped cigarettes
[Verse 8]
Bury all joy
Put the poems in sacks
And bury me here with the hacks
[Verse 9]
In the summer the fair will stretch over the Moon
Lovers will lie and make out in the park
Basil puts on his old duffel and scarf
And goes out into the dark
Written by: Mark Knopfler

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