MUSIC

Metroland

Metroland OST

Released: Vertigo/Warner Bros. (1998)

Album Credits

Mark Knopfler - Composer, Guitar, Primary Artist, Producer, Vocals
Richard Bennett - Guitar
Glenn Worf - Bass
Jim Cox - Organ (Hammond), Piano
Guy Fletcher - Keyboards
Chad Cromwell - Drums
Steve Sidwell - Flugelhorn, Trumpet
Chris White - Flute, Saxophone

Denny Purcell - Mastering
Jonathan Russell - Mastering Assistant
Rick Lecoat - Design
Mark Leialoha - Photography

Mark’s seventh soundtrack primarily features instrumental tracks that Mark composed and recorded for the 1997 film Metroland, directed by Philip Saville. The record is rounded out with tracks by other acclaimed artists, such as Django Reinhardt, Francoise Hardy and Elvis Costello.

Metroland OST

  • 1. Metroland Theme
    Instrumental
  • 2. Annick
    Instrumental
  • 3. Tous Les Garcons et Les Filles (Francoise Hardy)
    tous les garçons et les filles de mon âge
    se promènent dans la rue deux par deux
    tous les garçons et les filles de mon âge
    savent bien ce que c’est d’être heureux

    et les yeux dans les yeux et la main dans la main
    ils s’en vont amoureux sans peur du lendemain
    oui mais moi, je vais seule par les rues, l’âme en peine
    oui mais moi, je vais seule, car personne ne m’aime

    mes jours comme mes nuits
    sont en tous points pareils
    sans joies et pleins d’ennuis
    personne ne murmure “je t’aime” à mon oreille

    tous les garçons et les filles de mon âge
    font ensemble des projets d’avenir
    tous les garçons et les filles de mon âge
    savent très bien ce qu’aimer veut dire

    et les yeux dans les yeux et la main dans la main
    ils s’en vont amoureux sans peur du lendemain
    oui mais moi, je vais seule par les rues, l’âme en peine
    oui mais moi, je vais seule, car personne ne m’aime

    mes jours comme mes nuits
    sont en tous points pareils
    sans joies et pleins d’ennuis
    oh! quand donc pour moi brillera le soleil?

    comme les garçons et les filles de mon âge
    connaîtrais-je bientôt ce qu’est l’amour?
    comme les garçons et les filles de mon âge
    je me demande quand viendra le jour

    où les yeux dans ses yeux et la main dans sa main
    j’aurai le coeur heureux sans peur du lendemain
    le jour où je n’aurai plus du tout l’âme en peine
    le jour où moi aussi j’aurai quelqu’un qui m’aime
  • 4. Brats
    Instrumental
  • 5. Blues Clair (Django Reinhardt)
    Instrumental
  • 6. Down Day
    Instrumental
  • 7. A Walk In Paris
    Instrumental
  • 8. She’s Gone
    Instrumental
  • 9. Minor Swing (Django Reinhardt/The Quintette Du Hot Club De France)
    Instrumental
  • 10. Peaches (The Stranglers)
    Strolling along minding my own business
    Well, there goes a girl and a half
    She’s got me going up and down
    She’s got me going up and down

    Walking on the beaches, looking at the peaches

    Well I’ve got the notion girl that you’ve got some suntan lotion in that bottle of yours
    Spread it all over my pealing skin bady, that feels real good.

    All this skirt,
    Lapping up the sun,
    Lap me up,
    Why don’t you come on and
    Lap me up

    Walking on the beaches, looking at the peaches

    Well there goes another one just lying down on the sand dunes
    I better go take a swim and see if I can cool down a little bit
    Coz you and me woman, we got a lot of things on our minds (you know what I mean)

    Walking on the beaches, looking at the peaches

    Will you just take a look over there. Where ? There.
    Is she trying to get out of that clitoris ?
    Liberation for women, that’s what I preace. (Preacher man)

    Walking on the beaches, looking at the peaches

    Oh shit, there goes the charabang
    Looks like I’m going to be stuck here the whole summer
    Well, what a bummer!
    I can think of a lot worse places to be
    like down on the streets
    Or down in the sewer
    Or even on the end of a skewer

    Down on the beaches
    Just looking at the peaches
    Down on the beaches
    Just looking at the bodies
    Down on the beaches
    Just looking at the sun glasses
    Down on the beaches
    Just looking at all the peaches
    Down on the beaches
    Just looking at all the peaches
    Down on the beaches
    Just looking at all the peaches
    Down on the beaches

    Um hum um hum um hum um humm
    Um hum um hum um hum um humm
    Um hum
    Um hum
    Um hum um hum um hum um humm
  • 11. Sultans Of Swing
    You get a shiver in the dark
    It’s been raining in the park but meantime
    South of the river you stop and you hold everything
    A band is blowing Dixie double four time
    You feel all right when you hear that music ring

    You step inside but you don’t see too many faces
    Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
    Too much competition, too many other places
    But not too many horns can make that sound
    Way on down south, way on down south London town

    You check out Guitar George he knows all the chords
    Mind he’s strictly rhythm
    He doesn’t want to make it cry or sing
    And an old guitar is all he can afford
    When he gets up under the lights to play his thing

    And Harry doesn’t mind if he doesn’t make the scene
    He’s got a daytime job he’s doing alright
    He can play honky tonk just like anything
    Saving it up for Friday night
    With the Sultans, with the Sultans of Swing

    And a crowd of young boys they’re fooling around in the corner
    Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles
    They don’t give a damn about any trumpet playing band
    It ain’t what they call rock and roll
    And the Sultans, the Sultans played Creole

    And then the man he steps right up to the microphone
    And says at last just as the time bell rings
    ‘Thank you, goodnight, now it’s time to go home’
    And he makes it fast with one more thing
    ‘We are the Sultans of Swing’
  • 12. So You Win Again (Hot Chocolate)
    Instrumental
  • 13. Alison (Elvis Costello)
    Oh it’s so funny to be seeing you after so long, girl.
    And with the way you look I understand
    that you are not impressed.
    But I heard you let that little friend of mine
    take off your party dress.
    I’m not going to get too sentimental
    like those other sticky valentines,
    ’cause I don’t know if you’ve been loving somebody.
    I only know it isn’t mine.

    Alison, I know this world is killing you.
    Oh, Alison, my aim is true.

    Well I see you’ve got a husband now.
    Did he leave your pretty fingers lying
    in the wedding cake?
    You used to hold him right in your hand.
    I’ll bet he took all he could take.
    Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking
    when I hear the silly things that you say.
    I think somebody better put out the big light,
    cause I can’t stand to see you this way.

    Alison, I know this world is killing you.
    Oh, Alison, my aim is true.
    My aim is true.
  • 14. Metroland
    Yearning, we were yearning
    Green light blinding on the rail
    Burning, we were burning
    And the line unwinding to the Holy Grail
    To the future gleaming on a blue horizon
    And a golden girl on golden sand
    Dreaming, fantasising
    in another world for Metroland

    I’ve danced in rain
    And I’ve been Django
    And I’ve got laid
    I’ve been a rolling stone
    I’ve been Verlaine
    And I’ve been Rimbaud
    Not afraid to walk alone
    And now I take, my midnight ramble
    Do I fold or play
    What’s in my hand
    What’s at stake and what’s the gamble
    Do I stay in Metroland

    Dreams, yesterday’s laughter
    Ghosts and lovers come back to play
    But dreams have the morning after
    And run for cover
    In the light of day
    I got something real, worth holding on to
    I can belong to, and understand
    I’ve made my deal
    I will go on to
    Make my peace with Metroland