THE LIBERTINES LYRICS
album: "Anthems For Doomed Youth" (2015)
Barbarians
This one's for your heart and for your mind
The melodies in 4/4 time
You get in right and it rings true
And now they're coming out in droves
Out of the burrows to the shows
There's nothing else to do
All I want is to scream out loud
And have it up with a mental crowd
Cause I believe somehow
The world's fucked but it won't get me down
Here's to the thug you can't cultivate
Working his scrubs by the prison gate
Your mum, your son in law and your lonely lies too
They boxed off your heart, you boxed out your mind
You collect your food in 4/4 time
To cope with your lonely life too
[?] shakes to change the rhythm
Feeling monkey play the pipe
It's a given, it's a gibbon on your back
All I want is to scream out loud
And have it up with a mental crowd
Cause I believe somehow
The world's fucked but it won't get me down
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Gunga Din
Woke up again to my chagrin
Getting sick and tired of feeling sick and tired again
I tried to write, because I got the right
To make it look as if I'm doing something with my life
Got to find a vein, it's always the same
And a drink to ease the panic and the suffering
I woke up again
Dreamt of Gunga Din
Oh, the road is long
If you stay strong
You're a better man than I
You've been beaten and flayed
Probably betrayed
You're a better man than I
Woke up again to my evil twin
The mirror is fucking ugly and I'm sick and tired of looking at him
Been up all night, I'll probably pick a fight
'Coz I can't help it, I'm bastard in the morning
So I try to write, I think I have the right
A little drink-y now and then to help me just to see the light
Just another day, it feels like nothing's changed
Oh fuck it, oh here I go again
Oh, the road is long
If you stay strong
You're a better man than I
You've been beaten and flayed
Probably betrayed
You're a better man than I
What's the point in you now?
I can't chase you nohow
Oh, leave me alone
I've got those Monday blues
Straight from Sunday booze
Oh, the road is long
If you stay strong
You're a better man than I
You've been beaten and flayed
Probably betrayed
You're a better man than I
Oh what are you doing, you stupid fucking idiot?
Wake up!
Hey!
Writer(s): Irene Higginbotham, Ervin M. Drake, Dan Fisher, Peter Wolfe
Copyright: Sony/ATV Tunes LLC, Kobalt Music Services Ltd. Kms, Universal Music Corp.
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Fame And Fortune
Seeking fame and fortune
We walk the streets of London
Looking for the crossroads everywhere
Holed up in squats in teater bars
There’s a slasher on the Holloway boulevard
Screaming: "Monkey, monkey, mon-key everywhere"
Like tin soldiers responding to the call
To Camden we will crawl
One and all
Oh [?] lordie-lords
By icons we were lured
One and all
Seeking fame and fortune
All they say’s: ”come on then, I’ll meet you in the shadows by Rochester square”
The deal was done, the trade was rough
Dublins down for a dubble bluff
Dipp your quill in your bleeding heart
Sign there and there and there
Like tin soldiers responding to the call
To Camden we will crawl
One and all
Oh [?] lordie-lord
By icons we were lured
One and all
Oh they were as boys, tell me what then did they know
What was it they learned and where did they go
Now listen to the voice of the city morning air
If you’re looking for something that’s never been there
If you’re seeking fame and fortune
Walking the streets of London
Looking for the crossroads everywhere
Hold on to your dreams, however bleak it seems
The world they may not listen, but the devil may care
Like tin soldiers responding to the call
To Camden we will crawl
One and all
Oh [?] lordie-lord
By icons we were lured
One and all
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Anthem For Doomed Youth
Here's a story about the rules of death and glory
To be learned by heart by all children of men
It's the hour of the morning on the day after the dawning
When the sun they said would never set finally set again
Was it Cromwell or Orwell who first led you to the stairwell
Which leads only forever to kingdom come
Rushed alone by guiding hands
whispers of the promised land
They wished you luck and handed you a gun
Life could be so handsome
Life could be so gay
We're going nowhere
But nowhere, nowhere's on our way
In the pub that night racking out the lines of shite
Putting to right all of the world's great wrongs
Yes we thought that they were brothers
Then they half-murdered each other
Then they did a karaoke turn and murdered our best song
Told the governor's wife about the last night of his life
She turned away in tears called you a liar
Where are all the old dreams now?
The batallion, once so proud
Lost in some old song and hanging on the old barbedwire
Life could be so handsome
It's so good to be okay
We're going nowhere
But nowhere, nowhere's on our way
Nowhere in the institutions
Did they teach that revolution
Was something that could ever come to pass
Oh we tried one, once before
Was the king's head on the floor
And we got booted out the boozer
Cause someone smashed the glass
Life could be so handsome
Life could be okay
We're going nowhere
But nowhere, nowhere's on our way
Life could be so handsome
It's all gonna be okay
We're going nowhere
Cause nowhere, nowhere's on our way
Nowhere's on our way
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You're My Waterloo
You'll never fumigate the demons
No matter how much you smoke
So just say you love me
For three good reasons
And I'll throw you the rope
You don't need it
Because you are the survivor
Of more than one life
And you're the only lover I had
Who ever slept with a knife
But you're not Judy Garland
Oh just like me you've never really had a home of your own
But I'm not Tony Hancock baby
Until the dawn
We'll stone the crows
We'll stone the crows
And you see I've brought you flowers
All collected from the Old Vic Stage
Well I've been sitting here for hours, baby
Just chasing these words
Across the page
Cause you're my Waterloo
Well I'll be your Gypsy Lane
I'm so glad we know just what to do
And exactly who's to blame
And you're my Waterloo
I'll be your Stanley Park
Well I'm so glad we know just what to do
And no one's left
Stumbling around
Fumbling around
Tumbling around
In the dark
Always in the dark
You're my Waterloo
I'll be your Calvary
Well I'm so glad we know just what to do
And everyone's gonna be happy
Everyone's gonna be happy
Everyone's gonna be happy
But of course
Writer(s): Peter Doherty
Copyright: David Platz Music
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Heart Of The Matter
No one can hold a light to your misery
You’re the number one
Being hard done
Hard done by
You’ll get by with your smile
Wicked smile and laughing at the misfortune of others
Yelling at your kids
Kicking the pricks
Laughing as they pick up sticks
And old ladies walks on by
Trip up as they glide
With all the battering it’s taken
I’m surprised it’s still ticking
Yeah with all the battering it’s taken
I’m surprised it’s still ticking
Let’s get straight to the heart of the matter
So glum, it’s all on a platter
So what’s the matter, what’s the matter today?
I am no stranger to the cause
I carry them in my soul
They scorch my flesh and leave great holes
In the meaning of my life
But I get by, I get by
Just as crooked little smile
You’ll get by, you’ll get by
With all the battering it’s taken
Well, I’m surprised it’s still ticking
Yeah, with all the battering it has taken
I’m surprised it’s still ticking
Let’s get straight to the heart of the matter
So glum, it’s all on a platter
So what’s the matter, what’s the matter today?
Oh let’s get straight to the heart of the matter
Why so glum it’s all on the platter
So what’s the matter tell me what’s the matter today?
So hold a light to my misery
But don’t send it up in flames
It’s only I who take the blame
But try me anyway
And you’ll get by you’ll get by
With your wicked little smile
You’ll get by, you’ll get by with your wicked little
With the battering it’s taken
I’m surprised that it’s still ticking
Yeah with all the battering it’s taken
I’m surprised it’s still ticking
Let’s get straight to the heart of the matter
Oh why so glum, it’s all on a platter
Oh what’s the matter, what’s the matter today?
Let’s get straight to the heart of the matter
Why so glum, it’s all on a platter
Oh what’s the matter it's the glory hallelujah day
Straight to the heart of the matter
Why so glum, it’s all on a platter
Oh what’s the matter, what’s the matter today?
Let’s get straight!
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Glasgow Coma Scale Blues
And I see me, oh you won't even see me
Yeah I see you, if at times looking straight through you
And now you say you're gonna fool me
Ain't bout a place where he does see me
But that don't mean that I can't free
'Cause I don't always wanna see you
The only thing that it kept us apart
Was your colder loving heart
You can't pull hard
Back to me
What happened to the joy in the hearts of the boys
Like it's part of the part of the scene
They go harder it seems, they can share a good heart
But you go, go back to your change
You think it's easy, knowing when it disease me, no
Oh yeah, it's so hard to bear
When he got cat man to him, come
The only thing that kept it going on
Was lost with shammer shift with these arms
I couldn't go on, seriously
What happened to the joy in the hearts of the boys
Like it's part of the part of the scene
They go harder it seems, they can share a good heart
But you go, go back to your change
Can you go alone now
Can you go alone now?
What happened to the joy in the hearts of the boys
Like it's part of the part of the scene
They go harder it seems, they can share a good heart
But you go, go back to your change
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Dead For Love
Your only rule: Stay alive
Just keep breathing, you’ll be fine
And now she’s pulling up out side
The car lights crawling across the curtain
So put the gun back on the wall
Take the suitcase from the wardrobe
And there’s a dead man on the floor
He’s not going anywhere
And you’re moving to the door
And everything he ever did
He only ever did for love
Everything he ever said
Was only ever said for love
And now, now he lies dead
He’s dead for love
He’s mind’s at ease
He sleeps in peace
Your reflection in her eyes
You just don’t recognize
And soon you’ll realize
This guy’s not going anywhere
And now he’s done this, he want’s more
Race with the shadows to the door
A guy like this needs to be shun
No one was there when the devil rode out before
And everything he ever did
He only ever did for love
Everything he ever said
He only ever said for love
And now, now he lies dead
He’s dead for love
He’s mind’s at ease
He sleeps in peace
And in the shadows your will walk tall
And there you’ll stay until you fall
And when the final hour arrives
It's only lovers left alive
Wretched souls and gangsters’ molls
Beyond the valley of the dolls
Your story they will never tell
Because their lips are sealed
And everything you ever did
You only ever did for love
And everything you ever said
You only ever said for love
And now, now he lies dead
He’s dead for love
Your mind’s at ease
You sleep in peace
And everything you ever did
You only ever did for love
And everything you ever said
You only ever said for love
And now, now he lies dead
He’s dead for love
Your mind’s at ease
You sleep in peace
After a sleepless night Bucky B comes for his dear
No ones in [?]
Fucking the veins still retain the ace for hours
[?]
Lips glow softening but the shadows were golden under sunken eyes
Like to set ablaze the most radiant cantonments
And dark nights renders but one part of us dark
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Love On The Dole
How many cups of wine will I have consumed?
The people realise they have rolled past my tomb
We're drinking whisky in a brave new afternoon
The people realise they have rolled past my tomb
Strike a light
Raise your glasses
Drink a toast to the boring classes
On the Albion-ay
Spew it out your soul
Love is on the dole
And there she will stay
All night long we were singing Northern songs
All night long we were singing Northern songs
Only you battered your broken nose on the grindstone
You wake a slave you squandered
So your soul is not your own
I run from the dust and gloom
With only my secrets to keep me warm
That's all I could do to keep them from you
And its all a pact we swore
Strike a light
Raise your glasses
Drink a toast to the boring classes
With Albion-ay
Spew it out your soul
Love is on the dole
And there she will stay
All night long we were singing Northern songs
All night long we were singing Northern songs
And I love every inch of you
Yes I do love every single inch of you
But doesn't she get that warm glow inside?
Shoots up your spine and blows through your mind
Oh well, don't you tell me how blessed are the poor
You've always wanted one slice more
Than you and me
Love for today makes
My darling was a preacher on the Albion stage
She might have been a preacher in the good old days
We're drinking whisky in a brave new afternoon
Don't people realise they've rolled past my tomb
Oh well
Don't you tell me how blessed are the meek
You never turn the other cheek
Once in your life
Love is on the dole.
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Bucket Shop
First stop was the bucket shop
To pick the pieces of your life up
And scream looking glad
Since all that you despised
You're thinking back to the Chicken Shack
And the smashing of the glass
And the knife in the back, well
My boy who would've believed your lies?
All your lies?
And no-one's going to sell you any alibis
Alibis
You dirty small town girls
How I wish you were here now
And show me how to be the man,
I'm your man
As only you can, as only you can
My White City girl
Well someone said you were an angel
Only what kind of angel
Would whisper 'hello'
And shout 'goodbye'
My White City girl
And I've seen you go down
On one too many times
It chills my bones to seem that way
Oh that way
And this aching heart of mine
You said you live your life by the Albion creed
So pure in thoughts and word and deed
Well, oh my boy, what did you gain?
Just empty bottles and [?] roots
And holes in the years of your cowboy boots
And that makes she'll never forget your name
Or your lies...
And no-one's going to sell you any alibis
Alibis
