Mark Knopfler - Bad Day For A Knife Thrower

It rains like thunder on the canvas It's been coming down hard all day You get the weather And the people all staying away On the old showground On the edge of town And the wind buffets in the van Well, whatever I still don't have a plan Try to call you once or twice Drawing a blank That thing we talked about I need to see it in the bank Sitting like a dud in the fairground mud Everything is slower It's been a bad day for a knife thrower It was a pound a round in '64 With all us kids to feed They stuck together For whatever it was we'd need Truth is he was flying On one engine all the time Out on the racecourse He knew a bookie in disorganised crime When he couldn't pick up a payday Or anything else He'd have to come through with a tenner or two Have a little bet against himself Sitting like a dud in the fairground mud Feel I'm sinking lower It's been a bad day for a knife thrower Sitting like a dud in the fairground mud Feel I'm sinking lower It's been a bad day for a knife thrower