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Love On The Dole - The Libertines (浪子乐队)
How many cups of wine
Will I have consumed

The people realise
They have rolled past my tomb

We're drinking whisky
In a brave new afternoon

The people realise
They have rolled past my tomb

Strike a light

Raise your glasses

Drink a toast to the boring classes
On the albion-ay

Spew it out your soul

Love is on the dole

And there she will stay

Only you battered your broken nose
On the grindstone

You wake a slave you squandered
So your soul is not your own

I run from the dust and gloom
With only 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 boring classes

With albion-ay

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 love every single
Inch of you
But doesn't she get
That warm glow inside

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

My darling was a preacher on
The Albion stage

She might have been a preacher
In the good old days

We're drinking whisky
In a brave new afternoon

Don't people realise
They've rolled past my tomb

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