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Mark Knopfler br>
Drinking dens are spilling out br>
There's staggering in the ****** br>
There's lads and lasses falling about br>
And a crackling in the air br>
Down around the dungeon doors br>
The shelters in the queues br>
Everybody's looking for br>
Somebody's arms to fall into br>
And it's what it is br>
It's what it is now br>
There's frost on the graves and the monuments br>
But the taverns are warm in town br>
People curse the government br>
And shovel hot food down br>
The lights are out in city hall br>
The castle and the keep br>
The moon shines down upon it all br>
The legless and asleep br>
And it ′s cold on a tollgate br>
With the wagons creeping through br>
Cold on a tollgate br>
God knows what I could do with you br>
And It ′s what it is br>
It ′s what it is now br>
The garrison sleeps and the citadel br>
With the ghosts and the ancient stones br>
High up on the parapet br>
A Scottish piper stands alone br>
And high on the wind br>
The highland drums begin to roll br>
And something from the past just comes br>
And stares into my soul br>
And it ′s cold on a tollgate br>
Where the Caledonian blues br>
Cold on a tollgate br>
God knows what I could do with you br>
And It ′s what it is br>
It ′s what it is now br>
What it is br>
It ′s what it is now br>
There ′s a ***** of light br>
There ′s a lantern in the tower br>
There ′s a burning wick br>
Wee Willie Winkie with a candlestick br>
Still writing songs in the wee wee hours br>
On C******te Street I take br>
A walking stick from my hotel br>
The ghost of Dirty **** br>
Is still in search of Little Nell br>
And it ′s what it is br>
It ′s what it is now br>
Oh it ′s what it is br>
What it is now br>