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France [hidden Track] - libertines


The ideal girl, in London from France
Came over then left me, she left me entranced
Now I have to get by once again on my own
Nothing but memories
So I remember your eyes, that unique shade of brown
While these blue eyes of mine, they stay closed
I kissed you goodbye on the M-109
I choked as I watched the bus go, oh, oh
Choking and smoking to your angelic soul
Choking and smoking myself into a hole
Where the only way out is to sleep and to dream
And to cry out your name

libertines

The Libertines
Roll a gasper The guard said he could stay alive But he has to shovel and burn his friends to die People do die and on the gate read 'Arbeit macht frei' In her rollers and a gasper She's cleaning the steps in the mean street Where no policeman walks the beat Her old man, he don't like blacks or queers Yet he's proud he beat the Nazis, how queer? Arbeit macht frei Arbeit macht frei Arbeit macht...
There's a campaign of hate It's waiting at the school gates Not for what I am aware Must be what you wrote What you write, mmm You swore that you'd swear To remember why you came Not to play follow the leader, no no Poor kids dressin' like they're rich, mods Rich kids dressin' like they're poor Oh My god, white kids talkin' like they're black I tried it with Charlene and I spent three days on ...
An ending fitting for the start You twist and tore our love apart Your light fingers through the dark Shattered the lamp, into darkness it cast us all No, you've got it the wrong way round You shut me up and blamed it on the brown Cornered the boy, kicked out at the world The world kicked back a lot f***in' harder now If you wanna try, if you wanna try There's no worse you could do, oh oh oh I...
Ahh, don't be shy Don't be shy For if you are shy for tomorrow You'll be shy for One thousand days, yea Hey, hey, hey, hey Don't be shy Don't be shy Don't let the tide of your soul Drown your nights And flood your days Aey, aey, aey, hey, aey, aey, hey But still it's better to be shy Than stinkin' drunken old Queen That's always got to have his way But don't be coy with me I'm too clever to fo...
The ideal girl, in London from France Came over then left me, she left me entranced Now I have to get by once again on my own Nothing but memories So I remember your eyes, that unique shade of brown While these blue eyes of mine, they stay closed I kissed you goodbye on the M-109 I choked as I watched the bus go, oh, oh Choking and smoking to your angelic soul Choking and smoking myself into a...
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 tired and dirty Still not dirty enough for you Well, I've been thieving I stole the light from the dawn But if you come around this ledge You should never been born Oh, tell me you can see me...
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 today Except in every single way If I have to go I will be thinkin' of your love Oh somehow you'll know You just know Thinkin' of your love Oh, I was carried away Caught up in an a...
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 right With a slight of hand I might die What about you over there? Well, don't you think I care? Well I know you know I know you know I know And to the man who would be king I would...
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 ring When you say your heart still sings When you're with me Oh, won't you please forgive me? I no longer hear the music Oh, no, no, no, no, no And though the memories of the pubs ...
Professionally trendy in the glow of Clapham Sun There's life after work and it can be such fun You see all the models in magazines and on the walls You wanna be just like them 'cause they're so cool They're just narcissist Well wouldn't it be nice to be Dorian Gray, just for a day? They're just narcissist Ohh, what's so great to be Dorian Gray, every day? We're living in a looking glass As th...
How can we How can we Make you understand Make you understand All you can be All you can be Is given in your hand Is given in your hand Oh you won't need money You won't need money Trust in me Trust in me Take me by the hand Take me by the hand Oh give us a chip Oh give us a chip Dreams are strewn across the sand Dreams are strewn across the sand Oh You won't need money You won't need money We...
A problem, becomes a problem When you let down your friends When you let down the people When you let down yourself Ohh, ooo, ooo, oo And only fools, vultures and undertakers Will have any time for you Ohh A problem, becomes a problem When you lie to your friends And you lie to the people And you lie to yourself And the truth's too harsh to comprehend You just pretend there isn't a problem Bec...
High register operational In the land of the gouging skiving sun Their bodies in the room, lad Never an honest day's work is done They call it the Tomblands This times of the year you Know No, they're never gonna get me no Never gonna get me no Never gonna get me no Fifteen holes in the dealer's chest Yo ho ho, he was a Mini Martell man Some of those are pitching up the rest Pieces of eight in...
Please don't get me wrong See I forgive you in a song Will call the likely lads But, if it's left to you I know exactly what you'd do With all the dreams we had Just blood runs thicker, oh We're as thick as thieves, you know If that's important to you It's important to me I tried to make you see But, you don't wanna know You don't want to know If you pipe all summer long Then get forgiven in a...
Shoop shoop, shoop delang a lang Shoop shoop, shoop delang a lang Shoop shoop, shoop delang a lang Shoop shoop, shoop delang a lang Shoop shoop, shoop delang a lang Shoop shoop, shoop delang a lang Shoop shoop, shoop delang a lang Shoop shoop, shoop delang a lang Oh what's you gonna do, Katie? You're a sweet, sweet girl But it's a cruel, cruel world A cruel, cruel world My pins are none too st...