Mark Knopfler - R lyrics

R Collector of autographs Names upon photographs Faces of people who everyone knows R Briefcase and spectacles Strange and respectable He knows the meaning of being alone R Music or politics R He gets information then he comes around R He waits there all night Security's tight They know who he is but they don't let him in R His fingers are shaking His feet they are aching But your name's in the paper so r