The Libertines

Time For Heroes

The Libertines

Up The Bracket


Did you see the stylish kids in the riot?
Shovelled up like muck and 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 round 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.

But tell me what can you want? You've got it all.
Ah the scene is obscene, time'll strip it away
A year and a day
And Bill Bones, Bill Bones knows what I mean.

He knows its eating, its chewing me up.
Its not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood.
Its all, its all in my hands.
And its all up the walls.
Now the stale chips are up and they hope stakes are down
Its these ignorant faces they bring this town down
How I sighed and sunken with pride
I passed myself down on my knees
Yes I passed myself down no my knees.

Now tell me what can you want see you've got it all
The whole scene is obscene time will strip it away
A year and a day
And Bill Bones, Bill Bones knows what I mean

He knows there's fewer more distressing sights
Than that of an Englishman in a baseball cap
Now we'll die in the class we was 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 and set the night on fire.
Wombles bleed, truncheons and shields,
You know I cherish you my love,
Yeah I cherish you my love.

Compositores: Peter Doherty, Carl Ashley Raphael Barat
ECAD: Obra #1285642 Fonograma #814639

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