歌手:The Libertines
专辑:《Anthems for Doomed Youth (Deluxe)》

How many cups of wine will I have consumed?
The people they reel as they roll past my tomb
Drinking whisky in a brave new afternoon
People they reel as they roll past my tomb
Strike a light
Raise your glasses
Drink a toast to the rulling classes
Of Albionay
When you spew it out your soul
Love is on the dole
And there she will stay
And when all the thugs are broken nose on the grindstone
You're waking and you're slaving till your soul is not your own
In the dust and gloom
I burn my secrets to keep me warm
That's all I could do to keep them from you
And its all a pact we swore[???]
Strike a light
Raise your glasses
Drink a toast to the rulling classes
Of Albionay
When you spew it out your soul
Love is on the dole
And there she will stay
All night long we were singing Northern songs
All night long we were singing Northern songs
And I love every inch of you
Yes I do I love the bones of you
Don't you get that warm glowing side
Shoots up your spine and blows through your mind
Oh well, don't you tell me how blessed are the poor
You've always wanted one slice more
Than one for me[?]
Nowhere left for to go
Old Nick[?] was a preacher on the Albion stage
Screaming vice pretty preacher in the good old days(nearly away)[?]
We're drinking whisky in a brave new afternoon
Don't people reel as they roll past my tomb
Oh well don't you tell me how blessed are the meek
You never turn the other cheek
Once in your life
Love is on the dole.