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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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- Album:
- Nothing Comes To Nothing
- Sequel To the Prequel
- Oh What A Lovely Tour
- The Blinding EP
- Down In Albion
- Help! A Day In The Life
- Miscellaneous
- Non-Album Releases
- Live at Nancy - Spotify Exclusive
- You Talk
- F**k Forever (Clean Version)
- Gang of Gin
- Compilation
- De Afrekening 55
- De Afrekening, Volume 55
- Studio Brussel Jaar van de Gitaar Vol.2
- Sequel To the Prequel (Special Edition)
- Jaar van de Gitaar, Volume 2
- Delivery (Live At Boogaloo)
- Delivery