Тексты песен «Libertines»

I'm running away with you, That's all I ever do, And that's all we ever mean, But I forgive you everything... Meet me at the railroad bar, About seven o'clock, We talk while the sun goes down, Watch the lovers leaving...

The ideal girl, In London from France Came Over and left me, She left me entranced. Now I have to get by, Once again on my own, Nothing but... memories. See i remember your eyes, In their dark shade of brown, While...

The ideal girl, In London from France Came Over and left me, She left me entranced. Now I have to get by, Once again on my own, Nothing but... memories. See i remember your eyes, In their dark shade of brown, While...

I got 'round to singing 'bout this gang of gin I'm in then you'll know most certainly the kind of game i'm in just talking 'bout just slinging 'bout the gang of gin, I'm rollin' in, oh then you'll know, the kind of...

Well life is short We spend all our time Just fucking fighting my friend Well a soul can't be bought Not with a cheap rhyme And I know that when I die I'm gonna go down with the general Up with the general smuts Well...

Well life is short We spend all our time Just fucking fighting my friend Well a soul can't be bought Not with a cheap rhyme And I know that when I die I'm gonna go down with the general Up with the general smuts Well...

If you get tired Of just hanging around Pick up a guitar And spin a web of sound And then you could be Strung out all day With lovers and clowns Now I find myself Hanging around It's been a long war We're...

I've been following Your minds instructions Oh how just to slowly, sharply screw myself to death Ah yes, there is a screw It's pointed at my head Then look a dream peddlar And a stick of light through my bones "Don't...

I've been following Your minds instructions Oh how just to slowly, sharply screw myself to death Ah yes, there is a screw It's pointed at my head Then look a dream peddlar And a stick of light through my bones "Don't...

You caught me in the middle dazed on the carpet I was following the lines, that move like more snakes thinking... Something ain't quite right You got the devil on your side, standing to your right come on You caught...

Well I got sweets and I got treats i got gold winged sandals and theyre just flying off my feet When that ghost ship towing down these wide open streets oh lord, I need my sweets Well I ain't got no big fancy house...

If I have to go I will be thinkin' of your love Oh somehow you'll know You will know Thinkin' of your love Sadly they whispered away As I played the last post on the bugle I heard them say Oh that boy's no different...

I have a secret for you I've been told if you want to make it in this game Got to have the luck You got to have the look To make what I quite like to make it through the night My heart beats slow fast, I don't feel...

A slave's a girl who slaves her days away In arabesques and minarettes And tablecloths and serviettes She's screaming, "This is what you get" First you put the tongue in Then you put the boots in Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah...

I won me a mockingbird, a mockingbird, a mockingbird I won me a mockingbird, when I gambled all night long Mockingbird was squaking bird, squaking bird, squaking bird Mockingbird was squaking bird, squaking all night...

Is it cruel or kind not to speak my mind And to lie to you rather than hurt you? Well, I'll confess all of of my sins After several large gins But still I'll hide from you Hide what's inside from you And alarm bells...

Well is it cruel or kind not to speak my mind And to lie to you, rather than hurt you? Well I'll confess all of my sins After several large gins But still I'll hide from you And hide what's inside from you. And alarm...

Professionally trendy in the glow of Claphams sun There's life after work and it can be such fun You see all your models in magazines and on the walls You wanna be just like them Cause they're so cool They're just...

I was sucking on a cigarette Where did that crowd come from? They're the pennies for the slot machines Sells you back your dreams It's fine in hell, boy It's fine with you Why don't we try it again now But my heart...

There's one man left to thank Built it with his hands One man left to thank He didn't need to carve it into something Carve it into something new Carve it into something And there's plan A Take a seat A Watch them play...