Let It All Go - Mark Knopfler

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 clamoring voice

It’s volcanic desire, unquenchable fire

It isn’t a question of having a choice

Anyway, now I’m old but if you won’t be told

You’ve been created to answer the call

All passion and lust is gonna 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