Tell the King (Live at O2 Academy Glasgow)-The Libertines

作曲 : P. Doherty/C. Barât I've got a secret for you Even now there's something to be proud about You'll come up the hard way And they'll remind you every day "You're nothing" My words in your mouth are mumbled all about You're like a tabloid journalist You cut and paste and twist You're awful Back to your king Go on and tell him everything that you know You know how I feel And you know how I feel at the palace gates I’m levered off my face And just can work out what it's all about See snakes in eyes And danger signs on the shore And if it drives you miles away If you come late You mustn't dare complain Oh, you won't like this at all There's nothing to break your fall Didn't they explain? You have to play the game or so, so they'll say And you know how I feel out of place Until I'm levered off my face And I can work out what you're on about Go tell it to your king Tell him everything you know Jack drinks and smokes his cares away His heart is in a lonely way Living in the ruins of a castle built on sand He buys a chinese takeaway Two blue eyes did look his way Said the love will find the way Takes him by the hand, they say