Libertines - What became of the likely lads

Tekst :

Please don t get me wrong
See I forgive you in a song
They call the Likely Lads
But if it s kept to you
I know exactly what you d do
With all the dreams we had

Blood runs thicker
We re as thick as theirs, you know
If that s important to you

It s important to me
I tried to make you see
But you don t wanna know

Oh what became of the Likely Lads?
What became of the dreams we had?
What became of forever?
We ll never know

Inne utwory

  • Cyclops
  • I get along
  • Tell the king
  • Radio America
  • The good old days
  • Narcissist
  • Ha ha wall
  • For lovers
  • The narcissist
  • Arbeit macht frei
  • Sister sister
  • Vertigo
  • Billy Bilo
  • Arcady
  • Bucket shop
  • Losowe utwory

    Don caballero

    Ja jestem Don Caballerro,
    W kieszeni mam pustkę i zero,
    Czerwony mam nos, pijacki mam głos,
    Na głowie mam stare sombrero.

    Kochała się we mnie Beata,
    Lecz była cholernie garbata
    I gruba jak słoń, i żarła jak koń,
    I jeszcze do tego szczerbata.

    Kochała się we mnie Cecylia,

    Rotten to the core

    AAHHH! Hahahaha Hahahaha Hahahaha

    I have got a secret, hidden behind my eyes.
    A violation tragedy! of violence hate and lies.
    Locked deep within a chamber, dark reccesses of my mind...
    A tribute to insanity! through hours days and time.

    Rotten! to the...

    The brilliant dance

    So this is odd,
    the painful realization that has all gone wrong.
    And nobody cares at all,
    and nobody cares at all.

    So you buried all your lover s clothes
    and burned the letters lover wrote,
    but it doesn t make it any...

    Hey girl

    Hey girl, you?ve got a smart way
    About you that makes me wish that I was smart enough for you
    Hey girl, you?ve got a fine laugh
    And I think that I can get used to that
    And you?re already used to laughing at me

    Dzisiaj wyszed³em na ulicê

    (Piosenka nie wydana) (Graba¿ & Czoper)

    Obudzi³em siê po wielu dniach
    Wyszed³em na ulicê, to samo s³oñce w zenicie
    Czysty chodnik pociêty na kwadraty
    Równomierne uderzenia butów
    Czeka³em, a cisza czyni³a mnie bezpiecznym
    Czeka³em, a cisza czyni³a mnie bezpiecznym

    Nie spad³ z g³owy ¿aden w³os
    Zaniemówi³a rzeka