Artist: Mark Knopfler

Title: Let it all go

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When it's pop goes the weasel

let go of the easel

You don't want

this rickety rackety life

It's seat of the trousers

It's all sink or swim, son

I'd kill to get crimson

on this palette knife

And I'd steal in a minute

I'm up to here in it

You here behaving

as though I'm a saint

Get a job with a pension

Don't ever mention

you once had a craving

for the brushes and paint



So go, forget it, let it all go

let it all go

Go, forget it, let it all go

Go, forget it, let it all go

let it all go

Go, forget it, let it all go

Let it all go



A hack writer judges

my swipes and my smudges

he doesn't like pictures

with blotches and blots

The drawing room tea set

wants horses, sunsets

sweet nothings -

the seaside with yachts

Here's the end of the thirties

no time for arties

over in Poland

a right old to-do

So go join the navy

the air force or the army

They'll all be enrolling

young fellows like you



So go, forget it, let it all go

let it all go

Go, forget it, let it all go

Go, forget it, let it all go

let it all go

Go, forget it, let it all go

Let it all go



These are not my decisions

flaming visions

ringing expressions

the clamouring voice

It's volcanic desire

the unquenchable fire

It isn't a question

of having the choice

Anyway, now I'm old

but if you won't be told

if you've been created

to answer the call

all passion and lust

is going to end in the dust

but you'll hang on some

government gallery wall



You must go, forget it

let it all go, let it all go

Go, forget it, let it all go

Go, forget it

let it all go, let it all go

Go, forget it, let it all go

Let it all go