Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Heart Full Of Holes, artist - Mark Knopfler. Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Song language: English
Heart Full Of Holes |
| You can tell me your troubles |
| I’ll listen for free |
| My regulars trust me, it seems |
| You can come and see Uncle |
| To get through the week |
| Leave your pledges with me to redeem |
| Some folk sell their bodies |
| For ten bob a go Politicians go pawning their souls |
| Which doesn’t make me Look too bad, don’t you know |
| Me, with my heart full of holes |
| All my yesterdays broken |
| A watch with no face |
| All battered and old |
| Bits of the movement |
| All over the place |
| And a heart full of holes |
| A heart full of holes |
| A heart full of holes |
| Brass knuckles and banjos |
| Are out on the town |
| At the knees-up |
| In Teddy Boys’Row |
| The gold block and tackle |
| Tells the time upside down |
| Rock n’roll — well, I don’t know |
| Dead people’s wedding gifts |
| Walk out the door |
| A clarinet squeals to be free |
| Accordions hop |
| From the shelves to the floor — |
| Start playing their polkas to me There’s a ringing of bells |
| A dunderhead’s curse |
| Fingers are pointing at you |
| And you take work in hell |
| And be glad it’s not worse |
| And you get to the back of the queue |
| Handcuffs and hunting knives |
| Clang on the bars |
| Air pistols shoot out the lights |
| I’ve a whole Wailing Wall |
| Of electric guitars |
| Could shatter the windows |
| Down Brick Lane tonight |
| If one of us dies, love |
| I think I’ll retire |
| See my boys and my beautiful girls |
| A Garden of Eden |
| No gates or barbed wire |
| Who knows, maybe gates made of pearls |
| Well, if we go to heaven |
| And some say we don’t |
| But if there’s a reckoning day |
| Please God, I’ll see you |
| And maybe I won’t |
| I’ve a bag packed to go either way |
| Redeeming your pledge, dear |
| I’ll keep it for you |
| It’s not going to go anywhere |
| But your soul, your soul |
| That is not what I do There’s not a lot I can do there |
| I remember the officer’s watch |
| In my hand: |
| 'Repair it or die’I was told |
| It’s a wonder to me — |
| I still don’t understand |
| Why I ever survived to be old |
| With a heart full of holes |
| A heart full of holes |
| A heart full of holes |