Mark Knopfler

Dont you love the sound
Of the last laugh my friend
Dont you love the sound
Of the last laugh at the end
Down in the gutter with the mad old soldiers
Down in the scuppers with the drunken sailors
Down in the gutter with the mad old soldiers
But the last laugh, baby is yours
And dont you love the sound
Of the last laugh going down
Games you thought youd learned
You neither lost nor won
Dreams have crashed and burned
But youre still going on