Money For Nothing / Money For Nothing ; Brothers In Arms
Dire Straits
1989
jaar
Top 40
27
piekpositie
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4
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41
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Titel A-kant
Money For Nothing
Lengte A-kant
04:07
Componist(en) A-kant
Knopfler, Sting [1985] / Mark Knopfler, Sting [1989]
Producer(s) A-kant
Mark Knopfler, Neil Dorfsman
Titel B-kant
Love Over Gold (Live) [1985] / Brothers In Arms [1989]
Componist(en) B-kant
Knopfler [1985] / Mark Knopfler [1989]
Producer(s) B-kant
Mark Knopfler [1985] / Mark Knopfler, Neil Dorfsman [1989]
Engineer(s) B-kant
Nigel Walker
Platenlabel
Vertigo
Catalogusnr
880 916-7 [1985] / 874 624-7 [1989]
Album
Brother In Arms
Songtekst
Money For Nothing
(I want my
I want my MTV
I want my
I want my MTV)
(I want my
I want my MTV
I want my
I want my MTV)
Now look at them yo-yo's, that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin', that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and your chicks for free
Now that ain't workin', that's the way you do it
Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb
Maybe get a blister on your little finger
Maybe get a blister on your thumb
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's
See the little faggot with the earring and the make-up
Yeah, buddy, that's his own hair
That little faggot got his own jet airplane
That little faggot, he's a millionaire
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchens deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's
Oowa, oowa
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchens deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's
Look at here, look out
I shoulda learned to play the guitar
I shoulda learned to play them drums
Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera
Man, we could have some fun
And he's up there, what's that, Hawaiian noises?
He's bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzee
Oh, that ain't workin', that's the way you do it
Get your money for nothin', get your chicks for free
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's
Listen here
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin', that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and your chicks for free
Money for nothin'
Chicks for free
Got your money for nothin'
Chicks for free
Money for nothin'
Chicks for free
Money for nothin'
Chicks for free
Money for nothin'
Chicks for free
Money for nothin'
Chicks for free
Money for nothin'
Chicks for free
Get your money for nothin'
And your chicks for free
(I want my, I want my
I want my, I want my MTV
I want my, I want my
I want my, I want my MTV)
(I want my, I want my
I want my, I want my MTV
I want my, I want my
I want my, I want my MTV)
(I want my, I want my
I want my, I want my MTV
I want my, I want my
I want my, I want my MTV)
(I want my, I want my
I want my, I want my MTV
I want my, I want my
I want my, I want my MTV)
That ain't workin'
Brothers In Arms
These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day you'll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And you'll no longer burn
To be brothers in arm
Through these fields of destruction
Baptism of fire
I've witnessed your suffering
As the battle raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms
There's so many different worlds
So many different suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones
Now the sun's gone to hell
And the moon riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it's written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
We're fools to make war
On our brothers in arms