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Basil
9,619
Rock
Basil fue lanzado el 9 de marzo de 2015 por EMI como parte del álbum Tracker (Deluxe)
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Fecha de lanzamiento9 de marzo de 2015
Sello discográficoEMI
LanguageEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM49

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Mark Knopfler
Mark Knopfler
Guitarra
Guy Fletcher
Guy Fletcher
Teclados
John McCusker
John McCusker
Fiddle
Mike McGoldrick
Mike McGoldrick
Silbato
Glenn Worf
Glenn Worf
Bajo eléctrico
Ian Thomas
Ian Thomas
Batería
Ruth Moody
Ruth Moody
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Mark Knopfler
Mark Knopfler
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Mark Knopfler
Mark Knopfler
Producción
Joe Kearns
Joe Kearns
Asistente de ingeniería
Jason Elliott
Jason Elliott
Asistente de ingeniería
Andy Cook
Andy Cook
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Martin Hollis
Martin Hollis
Asistente de ingeniería
Guy Fletcher
Guy Fletcher
Producción
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Masterización

Letra

[Verse 1]
My Saturday job pays six and six down
A copy boy at the Chronicle
Five cigarettes and two silver half crowns
Meeting Vince at Mark Toney's in town
Boy, do we get around
[Verse 2]
Basil sits there on the table for subs
But not a part of the Bri-nylon club
Ancient blue sweater, too old for the job
Bored out of his mind
With the Colins and Bobs
[Verse 3]
I'm a jack and a lad
And I'm up for the world
And I've kissed a Gateshead girl
[Verse 4]
He calls for a copy boy, grumpy as hell
Poets have to eat as well
What he wouldn't give just to walk out today
To have time to think about time
And young love thrown away
[Verse 5]
I'm a jack and a lad
And I'm up for the world
And I've kissed a Gateshead girl
[Verse 6]
Starlings swarming a cloud over Grainger Street
Over the black church, over the Black Gate
And the shadowy Keep
[Verse 7]
He peers through his wire rims
At the fish and chip words
He's supposed to dish up and forget
His drudgery now has become slightly blurred
By one of his players untipped cigarettes
[Verse 8]
Bury all joy
Put the poems in sacks
And bury me here with the hacks
[Verse 9]
In the summer the fair will stretch over the Moon
Lovers will lie and make out in the park
Basil puts on his old duffel and scarf
And goes out into the dark
Written by: Mark Knopfler
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