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The seven deadly sins
We find them all and burst
Where degenerate kings pushy beggars
Fallen ladies of letters and verse
Pride, lust, gluttony, greed, sloth, wrath and envy
It's all in a hard days work for me

And I, I pay no mind

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

I know I don't know you
But don't think I don't know you
I saw you going under
I saved one for me

Cause I'm all at sea lad
Don't know if I'm coming or going
There's no thorn, North Star, can't not poision talk

"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

You put your love upon me, though I was but poor
We lived a twisted little fairy story up on the fifth floor
I said you can have my love for this song go right
But don't hold it up to the light
Oh loveless, my loveless love

I can't give you anything but love
(Love for loves own sake)

Roll a
Gasper
The guard said he could stay alive but he shovelled and burned his friends to die
People to die
Oh the gate read
Arbeit macht frei

In her rollers

Your love it was only a whisp away
You scratch my hand and say theres a better land
Well I know your daddy hes not rich
And your mothers a drunk
But your the one 'I worship and adore'

Always want to lay me down you know
It smells like Bangkok in china town

All animals we are
Round the bench in the park
Your sisters in the dark today
Watery pinned eyes
My soul has gone a little cold

Well, maybe maybe next year
If it isn't to dear

Ones too many and a hundred ain't enough
for Corna baby give me more oh that stuff
oh baby oh baby we had a real good time
Pipey Magraw (4x)

I run a monkey casino
I gotta head full of vino
I hear the voices of evil

You're walking like you never seen the light
You're walking like it every night
But I've never seen you dance,
and I've never heard you sing
So how can it mean a single thing
It's all so rudimentary

You're talking like your handy in a fight

I, I know a girl
And she flies right off the handle
At the sound
Of scratching on the wall
Well It could go either way
But I don’t mind at all

Cos I’ll go, I’ll go and I’ll go to Liverpool

From way far across the sea
Came an eritrean maiden she
Had a one track mind and eyes for me
Half blinded in the war

With a pale young Anglican
Who said he'd help her all he can
Showed her Jesus and his little un-holy friend

From way far across the sea
Came an eritrean maiden she
Had a one track mind and eyes for me
Half blinded in the war

With a pale young Anglican
Who said he'd help her all he can
Showed her Jesus and his little un-holy friend

Don't be shy
Don't be shy
For if you are shy for tomorrow you'll be shy for 1000 days
Hey
Don't be shy
Don't be shy
Don't let the tide of your soul drown your nights and flood your days

Dont look back into the sun
now you know that your time has come
and they said that it'd never come for you (Oh Oh Oh Oh)

oh my friend you havent changed
looking rough and living strange
and I know the you've got a taste for it too

Don’t look back into the sun
Now you know that the time has come
And they said it would never come for you oh oh oh oh…

Oh my friend you haven’t changed
You're looking rough and living strange
And I know you got a taste for it too oh oh oh…

The Ideal girl in London from France
Came over then left me
She left me entranced
Now I have to get by once again on my own
Nothing but memories

So I remember your eyes that unique shade of brown
While these blue eyes of mine they stay closed

Woke up again
To my chagrin
Getting sick and tired of
Feeling sick and tired again
I tried to write
'Cause I got the right
To make it look as if
I'm doing something with my life

[Verse 1 : Peter Doherty]
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
You gotta get your kicks

Every sweet little lie, ever whispered to you now rings true
No need to wake the sleeping dogs when they'll just turn on you
I'll make my way instead to the foot of your ivory tower
But no love do I find there amongst the leaves and the dying flowers...

What be came of the love we knew?
Beat the swine black and blue
You and I and me and you

You caught me in the middle dazed on the carpet,
I was following the lines that move like more snakes saying
Something ain’t quite right
You got the devil on your side,
Standing to your right, come on

You caught me in the middle dazed and confused,
I was following the good steps, fancy free and footlose.

Well I got sweets
and I got dreams
i got gold winged sandals
and theyre just flying off my feet

With that ghost ship towing down
these wide open streets
oh lord, I need my sweets

He was just a young boy in the city
Clouds of smoke he sought to find his dreams
Swayed hair and his pipe he walked through the white city
The hows-your-father bookies run the scene

She was just a young girl in the city
Struggling with life love and money
Weaving through the streets and looking so so pretty

He's in love with rock'n'roll woaahh
He's in love with gettin' stoned woaahh
He's in love with Janie Jones
But he don't like his boring job, no...

An' he knows what he's got to do
So he knows he's gonna have fun with you
You lucky lady!

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

The Lust of the Libertines
Is really quite tame
It rages quietly nigh here beside you
And your lust for fame
But fame is such a sinister game, I know...
It could all end this way then
Some things won't be the same
Oh just a face, and a name on a page

A slave's a girl who slaves her days away,
In arabesques & minarettes,
Tablecloths and serviettes.
She's screaming 'this is what you get'

First you put the tongue in,
Then you put the boot in,
Yeah yeah, oh yeah

I won me a mockingbird, a mockingbird, a mockingbird
I won me a mockingbird, when I gambled all night long
Mockingbird was squaking bird, squaking bird, squaking bird
Mockingbird was squaking bird, squaking all night long
I tried for the money
And I just wasn't able
Had two more drinks and then
I slipped under the table

Is it cruel or kind not to speak my mind,
and to lie to you rather than hurt you?
Well I'll confess all of of my sins
after several large gins
but still I'll hide from you,
hide what's inside from you.

And alarm bells ring

Professionally trendy in the glow of Clapham sun
There's life after work and it can be such fun
You see all the models in magazines and on the walls
You wanna be just like them
Cause they're so cool

They're just narcissists
Well wouldn't it be nice to be Dorian Gray?

I was sucking on a cigarette
Where did that crowd come from?
They're the pennies for the slot machines
Sells you back your dreams
It's fine in hell, boy
It's fine with you

Why don't we try it again now

Are you still talking to
All of those dead film stars
Like you used to?
And are you still thinking of
All of those pretty rhymes and perfect crimes
Like you used to?

And if you're still alive when you're twenty-five

Every blue song in the world has the answer
So I'll tell you in the morning
The words I mumbled into soft white pillows
On a sleepy autumn dawn
Oh well, we'll go to the market
Go to the market
Where the good weather goes
We leave our prints in a dusty closet

How can we (how can we)
Make you understand (make you understand)
All you can be (all you can be)
Is given in your hand (is given in your hand)
Oh, you won't need money (you won't need money)

Trust in me (trust in me)
Take me by the hand (take me by the hand)

"Bill bones knows what I mean
"Its Bill Bones, Bill Bones"
" ha argg ha ha etc"

Shipped on board off a Liverpool liner

(CHORUS)
Way hey hold on board

I've got a little secret for ya

Even now there's something
To be proud about
You come up the hard way
And they'll remind you every day
You're nothing

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 boy looked at Johnny and said
My word that was fun
When he did it with his hat on
Like in a saddle with his gun
We're in slow motion eating breakfast
At the side view hotel
Oh slipping down fine
Everything's going so well

The boy looked at Johnny and said
My word that was fun
When he did it with his hat on
Like in a saddle with his gun
We're in slow motion eating breakfast
At the side view hotel
Oh slipping down fine
Everything's going so well

If Queen Boadicea is long dead and gone
Still then the spirit
In her children's children's children
It lives on

If you've lost your faith in love and music
Oh the end won't be long
Because if it's gone for you then I too may lose it

1. Can't Stand Me Now
2. Last Post on the Bugle
3. Don’t Be Shy
4. The Man Who Would Be King
5. Music When the Lights Go Out
6. Narcissist
7. The Ha Ha Wall
8. Arbeit Macht Frei

I have a little secret for ya
I've been told if you want to make it in this game
You got to have the luck
You got to have the look
To make what

I quite like to make it through the night
My heart beats slow fast, I don't feel right

They just don't make that kind of license anymore
That kind of life anymore
That kind of world anymore

What you've done
Get out of my dreams you scum
They weren't meant for anyone
They weren't meant for anyone but me

A problem, becomes a problem
When you let down your friends
When you let down your people
When you let down yourself
Oh, and only fools, vultures and undertakers
Will have any time for you

Oh

Did you see the stylish kids in the riot
We were 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
You caught round the houses with your trousers down

High register operational

In the land of the gauching skiving sun
Their bodies in the room, lad
Never an honest days work is done
They call it the Tomblands (welcome to the Tomblands)

No, never gonna get me no

I saw two shadow men on the Vallance Road
Said they'd pay me for your address
Oh I was so bold

I said you see these two cold fingers
These crooked fingers I show
You a way to mean no

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 archangel 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

Please don't get me wrong
See I forgive you with a song
We'll call the Likely Lads

But if it's left to you
I know exactly what you'd do
With all the dreams we had

Shoop shoop, shoop de-lang-a-lang
Shoop shoop, shoop de-lang-a-lang
Shoop shoop, shoop de-lang-a-lang
Shoop shoop, shoop de-lang-a-lang
Shoop shoop, shoop de-lang-a-lang
Shoop shoop, shoop de-lang-a-lang
Shoop shoop, shoop de-lang-a-lang
Shoop shoop, shoop de-lang-a-lang

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
Cos you are the survivor

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
Cos you are the survivor