Libertines - Mayday
Tekst :
A slave s a girl who slaves her days away,In arabesques & minarettes,
Tablecloths and serviettes.
She s singing this is what you get
First you put the tongue in,
Then you put the boot in,
Yeah yeah, oh yeah
First you put the tongue in,
Then you put the boot in,
Yeah yeah, oh yeah
The mob goes fifteen ways,
I dunno which way to go.
The mob goes fifteen ways,
and my head, my poor head
feels like a smashed window
George is 24, he s easily bored
all his life he s seen nothing but closed doors.
Not any more...
First you put the tongue in,
Then you put the boot in,
Yeah yeah, oh yeah
First you put the tongue in,
Then you put the boot in,
Yeah yeah, oh yeah
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Breakthrough
There s a word of kindness from you I ve never heard it
Nobody else with me, it s been around this lousy day until it s perfect
Just you wait and see
Chorus:
Wow, wow, I m gonna break through
I m gonna have some fun
That s...
Nobody else with me, it s been around this lousy day until it s perfect
Just you wait and see
Chorus:
Wow, wow, I m gonna break through
I m gonna have some fun
That s...
Magenta
Longing for winter
Longing for cold
Bikeride through the snow
Blinded by darkness
Summer flows to the cemetery slow
Pink versus black
Black versus magenta
This picture of you
Just melts in my agenda
While seasons change you know
Longing for cold
Bikeride through the snow
Blinded by darkness
Summer flows to the cemetery slow
Pink versus black
Black versus magenta
This picture of you
Just melts in my agenda
While seasons change you know
Lady of the flowers
Scuse me, I apologize
he likes your attitude, he tries it on for size
he spends the afternoon, between your thighs
how s that for gratitude, I apologize.
It seemed to last for hours
It seemed to last for days
This lady of the flowers
and her hypnotic gaze.
he likes your attitude, he tries it on for size
he spends the afternoon, between your thighs
how s that for gratitude, I apologize.
It seemed to last for hours
It seemed to last for days
This lady of the flowers
and her hypnotic gaze.
Your crowning glory
Some girls are fair,
Some are jolly and fit.
Some have a well-bred air,
Or a well-honed wit.
Each one s a jewel,
With a singular shine.
A work of art,
With it s own rare design.
Dear little girl,
You are terribly blessed.
But it s your...
Some are jolly and fit.
Some have a well-bred air,
Or a well-honed wit.
Each one s a jewel,
With a singular shine.
A work of art,
With it s own rare design.
Dear little girl,
You are terribly blessed.
But it s your...
The times when we were free
Don t forget your home,
the people that you love.
Don´t forget your friends,
the things you did with them.
Don t forget your school,
the years that you spent there.
Don t forget the road
were we used to walk...
the people that you love.
Don´t forget your friends,
the things you did with them.
Don t forget your school,
the years that you spent there.
Don t forget the road
were we used to walk...