The Libertines byla anglická hudební skupina, založená v roce 1997 v Londýně.
Známými se stali počátkem 21. století, kdy se svými písněmi okupovali přední příčky britských hitparád. Jejich druhé eponymní album bylo magazínem NME zvoleno druhým...
Píseň: What A Waster
- Interpret:
- Libertines, The
- Album:
- Up The Bracket
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 two bob cunt When she wakes up in the morning She writes down all her dreams Reads like the book of revelations Or the Beano or the unabridged Ulysses Oh I really wanna know So tell me, where does all the money go where does all the money go Straight, straight up her nose And I never really liked it any way So much preferred it the other way yeah What a divvy what a fucking div Talking like a moron, walking like a spiv I was laying in bed paying my rent Knocking on the door for something That she lent her brother Meanwhile from under the covers she says Save me from tomorrow now, save me from tomorrow now, Oh no, Oh no not me And I never really liked it any way So much preferred it the other way yeah Never really liked it any way So much preferred it the other way yeah 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 citys hard the citys fair Get back inside you've got nothing on No you mind yer bleedin own you two bob cunt 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 citys hard the citys fair Get back inside you've got nothing on No you mind yer bleedin own you two bob cunt 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 citys hard the citys fair Get back inside you've got nothing on No you mind yer bleedin own you two bob cunt