Lust Of The Libertines - The Libertines

Lust of the libertines

Is really quite tame

It rages quiet nigh here beside you

And your lust for fame

Well fames such a sinister game

I know

It could all end this way then

Some things won’t be the same

I’m just a face and a name on a page

Well I’ll be soundly sleeping

I’ll be soundly sleeping

I’ll sleep right through that age

Well I can deal with all the blood on my shoes

And the holes in my soul

My spirit is tainted all my tears are fainted

Just as long as you

You don’t forget to

Uh-oh-oh

Cut me on the wall

By the graffiti of all the thing I just couldn’t say

Shove me up the wall

Oh my darling was the kind of loving now

You’ve left me in the family way again

The dust on my tambourine

Really can be explained

I need to shake it more often

Shake away the blame

Well fame’s such a sinister game

Oh I know

The taste of goulash in your mouth as you stumble of stage

Forget-me-nots bloom on this day then

But they wither with age

Oh I can deal with all the blood on my shoes

And the holes in my soul

My spirit is tainted all my tears are fainted

Just as long as you

You don’t forget to

Uh-oh-oh

Cut me on the wall

By the graffiti of all the thing I just couldn’t say

Shove me up the wall

Oh you poor cow was the kind of loving now

You’ve left me in the family way again

Poor thing

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