Time for Heroes – The Best of The Libertines

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 First you put the tongue in, Then you

On the bus the other day You could tell right from the start There's magic in all that you play But oh, can you play guitar boy Can you play guitar? The truth is no, the drums they roll And I loop the loop on the old banjo Say no no no Say yeah yeah

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 Oh my words in your mouth Are mumbled all about You're like a journalist How you can cut and paste a

What a waster, what a fucking waster You pissed it all up the wall Round the corner where they chased her There's tears coming out from everywhere The city's hard, the city's fair Get back inside you've got nothing on No you mind yer bleedin own you

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 You talk