Dudes of Swing
courtesy Mark Knopfler & Co
You get a shiver in the dark, it's raining in the park, but meantime
South of the techstocks you stop and you hold everything
Dudes are blowing Dixie, double four time
You feel alright when you hear their BS ring
You step inside, but you don't see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain to hear the discussion go
Too much competition, from other places
But not too many Dudes can make that sound
Way on downsouth, way on down south-east LA
You check out Tommy G; he knows all the strings
Mind he's strictly long he doesn't want to short
And an 20feet Sloop is all he can afford
When he gets up online to play his thing
And Berney doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job he's doing alright
He can play the market just like anything
Saving it up for early night
Wid da Dudes, da Dudes of Swing
And a crowd of young yoofies they're fooling around in the corner
sober and dressed in their best boxer shorts and Gucci shoes
They don't give a damn about any Woodstock generation crowd
it aint what they call shareholder's values
And the Dudes they're just a bunch of old farts
And then webmistress, she gets right up to the point
And says at last just as the time bell rings
'Thank you, goodnight; 5,5 Million now", time for us to log off
And then we make it fast with one more thing...
We are the Dudes We are the Dudes of Swing |
