Oily Boker Songtext
von Peter Doherty

Baby, oh baby I am told
They broke the mold
When they made you
It was probably the wisest thing to do
Cause heavenly molds lead to heavenly forms
And heavenly forms lead to devilish woes
And this is hell [?] of this devilish world

I don′t want to end up like Kolly Kibber
From a ghost train into the
Beautiful briny
Beautiful briny sea

One way, the only way

Oh liebling [?] supracht
Noch in der ersten Nacht
Die nacht
Danach kommt nichts, oder?


Heavenly molds to the heavenly forms
And heavenly forms lead to devilish woes
[?] release themselves [?] of those devilish woes

I don't want to go like Kolly Kibber
Thrown from a ghost train into the
Beautiful briny
Beautiful briny sea

Kolly Kibber

There′s one way, one way to settle this
The fairest way, fairest way that exists
Have a skinful and sing

I don't want to go like Kolly Kibber
Launched from the ghost train to the
Beautiful briny
Beautiful briny sea

Oh me, I don't want to go like Kolly Kibber
Launched from a ghost trains of one ceremonial [?]
To the beautiful briny sea