MARK KNOPFLER, STAND UP GUY, with Lyrics (La mai mare!) HD

MARK KNOPFLER, STAND UP GUY, La mai mare!.(Sus paharul!) Lyrics: Brew the coffee in a bucket, Double straight man and banjo If you don’t got the snake oil, Buster, you don’t got a show Who puts the do-re-me, In our pockets, Keeps the party going on? It’s the man Who sells the potions: I’m just one who plays the songs Now they generally buys The bigger size, They usually rub it in I drank it once, it tasted, Like grease and paraffin It’s mostly alcohol, okay, You can’t deny it’s strong We was going through the motions ’til the doctor came along There stands the bottle, Ladies and gentlemen! All these bottles, Don’t have to tell you, friends These days are miracles, Don’t come falling from the sky Raise your glasses to the doctor, To a stand up guy When the monkeyshine is flying, And he’s promising the cure He says the french, For your lovesick blues: La maladie d’amour He gets the chumps all laughing, But he gets a few to buy Here’s to beefsteak, When you’re hungry And whiskey when you’re dry Now the band’ll blow their moolah, Like sailors gone ashore Now we’re going to west Helena, To gamble, drink and whore Let’s you and me All make whoopee, Here’s mud in your eye Here’s to all the gals you ever want And heaven when you die There stands the bottle, Ladies and gentlemen All these bottles, Don’t have to tell you, friends These days are miracles, Don’t come falling from the sky Raise your glasses to the doctor, To a stand up guy! There’s a big cheese with a cigar, Been sizing up the show He wants to get the doctor, Pitching on the radio I will make a switch to guitar, But the rules all still apply They want to trust somebody, Yeah, they want a stand up guy There stands the bottle, Here’s to absent friends All these bottles: Dead soldiers in the end These days are miracles, Don’t come falling from the sky Raise your glasses to the doctor, To a stand up guy! To the doctor, A stand up guy!