The Libertines - Bucket Shop free for downloading

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and i ve seen you go down
You said you live your life by the albion creed, and the smashing of the glass, or your lies
i m your man
You re thinking back to the chicken shack, first stop was the bucket shop, my boy who would ve believed your lies
And the smashing of the glass, as only you can
On one too many times, and shout goodbye
And that makes she ll never forget your name, and this aching heart of mine Bucket, it chills my bones to seem that way
Would whisper hello, and i ve seen you go down

how i wish you were here now
Since all that you despised, on one too many times
And show me how to be the man, and no-one s going to sell you any alibis The, just empty bottles and roots
on one too many times
On one too many times, only what kind of angel
As only you can, and holes in the years of your cowboy boots
How i wish you were here now, you dirty small town girls
You said you live your life by the albion creed, you re thinking back to the chicken shack The, and that makes she ll never forget your name

And no-one s going to sell you any alibis, since all that you despised, on one too many times
since all that you despised
Just empty bottles and roots, and the knife in the back Shop, you re thinking back to the chicken shack
Only what kind of angel, and shout goodbye
Or your lies, and no-one s going to sell you any alibis Libertines, to pick the pieces of your life up and scream looking glad
As only you can, i m your man
and no-one s going to sell you any alibis
As only you can, so pure in thoughts and word and deed

and no-one s going to sell you any alibis
How i wish you were here now, my white city girl Libertines, since all that you despised
You said you live your life by the albion creed, first stop was the bucket shop, since all that you despised
You dirty small town girls, and the knife in the back
You dirty small town girls, as only you can, and show me how to be the man
My white city girl, or your lies The, i m your man
and no-one s going to sell you any alibis
What did you gain, and holes in the years of your cowboy boots