Dire Straits - Sultans of Swing (Live at Live Aid, Wembley Stadium, 13th July 1985)

You get a shiver in the darkIt's raining in the park, but meantimeSouth of the river, you stopAnd you hold everythingA band is blowing Dixie, double-four timeYou feel alright when you hear that music ringWell, now you step insideBut you don't see too many facesComing in out of the rainTo hear the jazz go downCompetition in other placesAh, but the horns, they're blowing that soundWay on down southWay on down south, London townYou check out guitar GeorgeHe knows all the chordsMind, it's strictly rhythmHe doesn't want to make it cry or singYes and an old guitar is all he can affordWhen he gets up under the lights to play his thingAnd Harry doesn't mindIf he doesn't make the sceneHe's got a daytime jobHe's doing alrightHe can play the honky-tonk like anythingSaving it up for Friday nightWith the SultansWith the Sultans of SwingYeahAnd a crowd of young boysThey're fooling around in the cornerDrunk and dressed in their best brown baggiesAnd their platform solesThey don't give a damn about any trumpet playing bandIt ain't what they call Rock and RollAnd the SultansYeah, the Sultans, they play CreoleCreoleAnd then the manHe steps right up to the microphoneAnd says at lastJust as the time bell rings“Goodnight, now it's time to go home”Then he makes it fast with one more thing“We are the SultansWe are the Sultans of Swing”