I'll tell you a story but you won't listen It's about a nightmare steeped in tradition It's the story of a coked-up pansy Who spent his nights in a flights of fancy
Met two fellas over gin and mixers They talked for a while he soon got the picture One was a souped up Soho mincer The other was a pikey with a knowledge for scriptures
Then the conversation turned evil Talked, talked and talked about people Why did you do it to so many people?
Stumble left out of the boozer ... ... another life ... looking alright
That girls out way ahead of the game Way ahead of the game Way ahead of the game
You've turned your back upon her One too many times Spent all her hard earned money Getting high she sang
(Kate Moss) Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than me? Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than me?
She's La Belle Et La Bete at the ball She's La Belle Et La Bete at the ball She's La Belle Et La Bete at the ball ...
You've turned your back upon her One too many times Spent all her hard earned money Just getting high... she sang
(Kate Moss) Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than me? Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than me?
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than she?
I'll tell you a story but you won't listen It's about a nightmare steeped in tradition It's the story of a coked-up pansy Who spent his nights in a flights of fancy
Met two fellas over gin and mixers They talked for a while he soon got the picture One was a souped up Soho mincer The other was a pikey with a knowledge for scriptures
Then the conversation turned evil Talked and talked and talked about people Why did you do it to so many people?
That girls out way ahead of the game Way ahead of the game Way ahead of the game Way ahead of the game Way ahead of the game
You've turned your back upon her One too many times Spent all her hard earned money Just getting high... she sang
(Kate Moss) Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than me? Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than me?
Similar Artists; Dirty Pretty Things Arctic Monkeys The Kooks
See Also; The Libertines
Formed in spring 2004, just as the Libertines were beginning to fall apart, Baby Shambles became the main vessel for Pete Doherty's poetic, chaotic rock when he was ousted from the Libertines for his increasing drug use and erratic behavior. Baby Shambles released their self-titled debut 7" in April 2004, and settled on the lineup of Doherty, guitarist Patrick Walden, bassist Drew McConnell, and drummer Gemma Clarke by that summer
영국 최고의 문제아
- 케이트 모스의 연인
- 약물쟁이
- 패션계의 아이콘
- 노엘 갤러거도 인정한
피트 도허티(Libertines)의 새로운 그룹 Babyshambles ^^*
노엘 갤러거(오아시스)에게 live forever가 있다면 피트에겐...fuck forever가있다..
It's all and the same
It's all and the same, oh
So what's the use between death and glory? I can't tell between death and glory Happy endings, no, they never bore me Happy endings, they still don't bore me They, they have a way A way to make you pay And to make you toe the line Sever the ties Because I'm so clever But clever ain't wise
And f**k forever If you don't mind Fuck forever If you don't mind (don't mind)
What's the use between death and glory? I can't tell between death and glory New Labour and Tory Pergatory and happy families
All and the same All and the same No, it's not the same It's not suppose to be the same
Know about that way The way they'll make you pay And the way they make you toe the line Sever the ties Oh, you're so clever You're so clever but not very nice So f**k forever If you don't mind I'm stuck forever (I'm stuck) in your mind
Go ahead and know about that way To make you feel/realise to make you pay And... To make you toe the line Sever the ties I'll never... Sever the ties And f**k forever If you don't mind See I'm stuck forever I'm stuck in your mind, your mind, your mind, your mind
You sent for me I was knock knock knocking on death's door You ignore, adore, a rebours me You leave me washed up begging for more If you really cared for me Ah you'd let me be You'd set me free But what you robbed me of is my... Oh is my liberty
The curtain was calling You were there blewn away and a rebours In the mirror bawling If you want it so much you are gonna have it all Ah if you really cared for me Christ knows you'd let me be You'd set me free I'm too polite to say...
I defy you all You know twice as much as nothing at all It's still nothing at all I can defy us all Tides are now turned and hammered it all Hammered it all
Ah, no, ah no, ah no...
I've been running round this world too much, girl Pretending not to see What's drilling me, it's killing me
Oh no, I think I understand What I misunderstood before How your love gives me so much more I am free again, I can see again..
But if I should fall Would you vow today to pay tomorrow The fucked off big debt I owe to sorrow... Ah, oh... sorrow... sorrow... Ah, oh... sorrow
32nd Of December Don't talk about it Don't want to know about it Arguing with you's no good You'll be nobody's fool but you'll almost speak... Don't let me know about it
Don't let me know about the 32nd of December Oh, thats the night I'm trying so hard to forget All you do is you come around and make me remember What I try, oh that I, what I....
Still you talk about it Still don't wanna know all about it
Anybody want tea? Anybody, thank you, ah f**k me But don't speak And don't talk about it
Don't talk about the 32nd of December Thats the night im trying so hard to forget So all you do is you phone me, and I remember Remember what I try That I, what I...
You know that I... You was a stickler for manners So don't you say goodbye No, not to a good old friend,
I get by, please I get by And get by Argggh, so what you running from?
Still, ahh don't talk about it Still, don't want to know about it
Don't want to know about it The 32nd of December Thats the night im trying so hard to forget All you do is come around and make me remember Remember what I try What I, that I...
... nice reason, I'll go But they'll never do They'll never do
Why would you pay to see me in a cage? And why would you pay to see someone in a cage? Which the whole world calls a stage
Listen now I have gone You will know I was the only one would have gladly died Well done for what went wrong In the eyes of the cruel and unwise
And they killed a man for his giro today I have it all, he wasnt very gay I didn't mind, I wasn't money mad anyway They killed a man for his giro today
Wh-hy would you pay And wh-hy would you pay To see me in a cage Which someone calls a stage
And ohh Now I have gone And all this time I've really gone What went wrong In the eyes of the unwell and unwise And they killed a man for his giro today
On the off chance that your listening You might like to know a la-de-la
When the night has gone Ah you'll know I'm not the only one Who would have gladly died For what went wrong In the eyes in the cruel and unwise
And they killed a man for his giro today An I have it all Ohh ohh ohhh Ohh ohh ohhhh Ohhhh
It's rough It's wicked and rough It's hard Pentonville rough It's tough It's wicked and rough It's hard Pentonville rough
Now in Pentonville there's all type of nation Russian, Columbian and Jamaican Latvian, Croatian and a Polishman Indian, Chinaman down from Vietnam And from the Carribbean an Jamaican Poorly paid people formed the Irish gang And the Scottish and the Englishman
They're rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough Yeah rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough now
Everyday, it's the same People can't get better No they can't get tamed And black up the heads of the sick and the lame Some men jump out of their brains Cause they can't take the pressure Or the shame or the pain When they see the life, it go down the drain In Pentonville it's a different ball game
It's rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough Yeah rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough now
Lying on my lumpy mattress Lying on my back Staring up at the ceiling Counting all the cracks And what's happening behind me Look over my shoulder back Bill Cole got my breakfast pack He won't give it back Ooooooooooh
It's rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough Yeah rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough now
Everyday, it's the same People can't get better No they can't get tamed And black up the heads of the sick and the lame Some men jump out of their brains Cause they can't take the pressure Or the shame or the pain When they see the life, it go down the drain In Pentonville it's a different ball game
So A wing, B wing, C wing and G Wing Come help us sing A wing, B wing, C wing and G Wing Come help us sing
Because it's rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough Yeah tough Pentonville rough It's hard Wicked and rough
There's a lesson I have learnt If you play with fire you will get burnt Hell hath no fury Like woman scorned I'll tell you my story Make you wish you never, wish you... Wish you never never, wish you never been born
I may never learn, never know I may live and learn but never know I may crash and burn, oh no I may take my turn
If you love her, then tell her you love her and You could be kissing her soon If you need her, oh, tell her you need her and You won't be missing her soon Oh, but for a love to be true It must come from her too
It's a lesson hard learned If you play with fire you will get burnt Hell hath no fury ... (?)
Oh, I may never learn, you never know I may live and learn, never know I may crash and burn, oh no I may take my turn
If you love her, then tell her you love her and You could be kissing her soon If you need her, oh, tell her you need her and You won't be missing her soon
Down in Albion They're black and blue But we don't talk about that Are you from 'round here? How do you do? I'd like to talk about that
Talk over Gin in teacups And leaves on the lawn Violence in bus stops And the pale thin girl with eyes forlorn
More gin in teacups And leaves on the lawn Violence in dole queues And the pale thin girl Behind the checkout
If you're looking for a cheap sort Set in false anticipation I'll be waiting in the photo booth At the underground station
So come away, won't you come away We could go to... Deptford, Catford, Watford, Digberth, Mansfield Ahh anywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion Anywhere in Albion
Yellowing classics And canons at dawn Coffee wallahs and pith helmets And an English song
Mmm... Reebok classics And canons at dawn Terrible warlords, good Warlords And an English song
Oo if you're looking for a cheap sort All glint with perspiration There's a four-mile queue Outside the disused power station
Now come away, oh say you'll come away We'll go to... Satsworth, Senford, Weovil, Woomoyle, NEW-CAST-LE
If you are looking for a cheap tart Don't glint with perspiration There's a five-mile queue Outside the disused power station Now come away (away), won't you come away
We'll go to... Bedtown, Oldham, Nunthorpe, Rowlam, Bristol Aaa-nywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion Anywhere in Albion Anywhere in Albion Anywhere in Albion...
I heard it said You had come back from the dead You were playing so fine Scooping up the soul of the wine
Courage my boy, when you look them in the eye Try not to look too scummy If you want some money If you need some money now, oh...
This ain't no happy place to be There's nothing nice around me Nothing nice about me Oh almost everyone agrees
It's a hell of a year for you and me my friend Oh promises, promises I know you've heard them all before Love is, love is, love is, love is, love is...
Oh well it's just around the corner
I heard it said You had come back from the dead Playing so fine Even if you don't show up on time
Courage my boy When you look them in the eye Laugh if they try to be funny If you need some money now, oh...
Ah, tell me What did I dream? Cause nothing's as it seems On the way back down, for me
What did I dream? Cause nothing's as it seems On the way back round, for me
Nothing's gonna keep me from my What did I dream? No one's gonna keep me from my What did I dream?
We're on the one road Maybe the wrong road It's the road to fuck knows where We're on the one road Maybe the wrong road But we're together now so I don't care
Nothing's gonna keep me from my What did I dream? No one's gonna keep me from my No one'll fucking keep me from my No one's gonna keep me from my What did I dream?
And if I confide in you today I know you don't believe a single word I say I found solace in the flood And everybody knew that I would Cause I'm alright And there's a slight crack in my chimney
So tell me What did I dream? (x3) Nothing's as it seems On the way back round for me
Up the morning, up, up the morning Up the morning, up, up the morning Up the morning, up, up the morning Up the morning, up, up the morning Up the morning, up, up the morning
Everytime I see your face It makes me sad, it makes me chase Chase my love across the world Even though you're not it's taste Simple, evil, I don't walk alone
Everytime I see your face It makes me cry, it makes me wait Waited far too long And you were over me But it's ok, cause I know, where you will go, I will go
Up the morning, up, up the morning Up the morning, up, up the morning Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning Up the morning Up the morning, up, up the morning Ayyyyyyyy
And if I, if I could go Back in time And if I, if I could go Back in time I'd go to show, what did I show? I would not show The nights and the fights when I came rumbling out the door Well what was I supposed to do? Where's a boy supposed to, supposed to go?
Up the morning, up, up the morning Up the morning, up, up the morning Up the morning, up, up the morning Up the morning, up, up the morning Up the morning, up, up the morning
You have always thinking of her You're in love and you don't know what to say But I saw her at the fair and she feels the same way She was married by the merry-go-round
The merry-go-round How merrily we go round How merrily we go round The merry-go-round
He was the first one of the day He was the last one of the night Oh hold me tight, hold me tight They said you were wrongened But I can see in your eyes How you are gentle and wise And you had the good stuff Oh there's a parade of girls outside That boy's so shy Why'd you punch out his lights?
He was the first one of the day He was the last one of the night Oh mop it up, she'll be alright Mop it up, she'll be alright There's a parade on the hall outside Come on and feel the air outside