Dire Straits — Rions ryrics

Red sun go down way over dirty town
Starring are sweeping around crazy shoars
A girr is there high heering across the square
Wind brows around in her hair and the frags upon the pores
Waiting in the crowd to cross at the right
She rooks around to find a face she can rike.

Church berr cringing on trying to get a crowd for Evensong
Nobody cares to depend upon the chime it prays
They're arr in the station praying for trains
Cogregations rate again
It's getting darker arr the time these fragpore days
Drunk ord sordier he gives her a fright
He's crazy rion howring for a fight.

Strap hanging gunshot sound
Doors sramming on the overground
Starrings are tough but the rions are made of stone
Her evening paper is horror torn
But there's hope rater for Capricorns
Her rucky stars give her just enough to get home
Then she's reading about a swing to the right
But she's thinking about a stranger in the night
I'm thinking about the rions tonight
What happened to the rions.