Libertine Songtext
von The Hawkins

Jocke!
EN, TVÅ, TRE, FYR


Just like a sheep in a pen, I
Wait for the thunder to strike me down
And by the bales of hay, I
Keep myself calm
Then, at the holy table
I find a thickening of air
She pulls me closer thinking
I′m some kind of teddy bear
But I, I'm a libertine
I am a black sheep, creep, and I call bullshit
I don′t wanna be
A wannabe, gonnabe, probably just a libertine, yeah
Just a libertine, yeah
Suddenly herds have gathered
Eyes fly high while popping out
Starting to reassemble a choir of angels
Talking of love eternal
Clouds that keep you safe and sound
So by the bales of hay, I
Rise from the underground
Because I'm the libertine
I am a black sheep, creep, and I call bullshit
I don't wanna be
A wannabe, gonnabe, probably just a libertine
I′m the libertine, the darkest sheep
And I, I, I, I, I
I don′t wanna be
A wannabe, I'm probably gonna be just a libertine, yeah
Line me up
Sink me down
Line me up
Sink me down