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from Libertines - Up The Bracket (2004)
Koreema know just what it is she does
It cant be hard for her to get a buzz
Down in the street below
You can hear the drunken prophet sing
"I know whats on your mind my boy
I can see oh everything
Lead pipes are fortune made well
Take a tip from me
Climb up to her window ledge or you'll forever be
Just walking under ladders as the people round you hear you crying please"
Who really knows just what it is she does
It cant be hard for her
To get a buzz
The rapture of vertigo
And letting go
Me myself i was never sure
Was it the liquor
Or was it my soul?
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from Libertines - Up The Bracket (2004)
Did you see the stylish kids in the riot
Shovelled up like muck
Set the night on fire
Wombles bleed truncheons and shields
You know I cherish you my love
But there's a rumour spread nasty disease around town
Caught around the houses with your trousers down
A head rush in the bush
You know I cherish you my love
Oh how i cherish you my love
Tell me what can you want
When you've got it all I've seen is obscene
Time will strip it away, a year and a day
And Bill Bones,
Bill Bones knows what I mean
Yes it's eating, no it's chewing me up
It's not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood
And it's all
It's all in my hands
And its all up the walls
The stale chips are up and the hopes stakes are down
Its these ignorant faces that bring this town down
Yeah I sighed and sunken with pride
You know passed myself down on my knees
Yes I passed myself down on my knees
Now tell me what can you want
When you've got it all I've seen is obscene
Time will strip it away, a year and a day
And Bill Bones,
Bill Bones knows what I mean
There are fewer more distressing sights than that
Of an Englishman in a baseball cap
And we'll die in the class we were born
That's a class of our own my love
A class of our own my love
Did you see the stylish kids in the riot
Shovelled up like muck
Set the night on fire
Wombles bleed truncheons and shields
You know I cherish you my love
And I cherish you my love.
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from Libertines - Up The Bracket (2004)
You walk in like you never seen the light,
You walk in like it every night,
But I've never seen you dance and I never heard you sing,
So how could it mean a single thing?
It's all so rudimentary
You're talking like your handy in a fight,
You talk about it every night,
But I've never seen those flowers in the barrell of your gun,
All I've ever seen you do is run,
It's nice of you to mention
But tell me baby how does it feel?
I know you like the roll of the limousine wheel yeah
And they all get them out for (- they all get them out)
For the boys in the band (- only for the boys in the band)
They twist and they shout for (- they twist and they scream and shout)
For the boys in the band (- only for the boys in the band)
You walk in like you never seen the light
You walk in like it every night
But then I stopped to think and I asked myself 'why?'
It's one of those things that darling you must try
It's all so rudimentary
And now I'm jealous I'm jealous of my own
I've no homestead but through these hearts I will roam yeah
They all get them out (- they all get them out)
For the boys in the band (- only for the boys in the band)
They scream and they shout for (- they twist and they scream and shout)
For they boys in the band (- only for the boys in the band)
(guitar solo)
But tell me baby how does it feel?
I know you like the roll of the limousine wheel yeah
And they all get them out for (- they all get them out)
For the boys in the band (- only for the boys in the band)
They scream and they shout for (- they twist and they scream and shout)
For the boys in the band (- only for the boys in the band)
Yes
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from Libertines - Up The Bracket (2004)
If I get the call
I'll call across radio America
Right across America I will call
Yes I will call across radio America
Right across America I will call
If call I must do
To take my love, my love to you
And all across Africa, China and Australia
I will call
Call you down in New Mexico, New Brighton and Tokyo
I will call
If call we must do
To take my love, my love to you
For well it may hap that these are they:
Your happiest days
Oh my good old friend
I see you chanced your arm again
The red faced president
Took afternoon tea with her majesty Queen
And they watched old films flicker
Across the old palace screen, crying
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