Bucket Shop Songtext
von The Libertines

First stop was the bucket shop
To pick the pieces of your life up
And scream looking glad
Since all that you despise
You′re thinking back to the Chicken Shack
And the smashing of the glass
And the knife in the back, well
My boy who will believe your lies
All your lies
And no one's gonna sell you any alibis
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You dirty small town girls
How I wish you were here now
And show me how to be the man
As only you can, as only you can
My white city girl
Someone said you were an angel


Only what kind of angel
Would shout hello, and whisper goodbye
Like my white city girl
I′ve seen you go down
On one too many times
It chills my bones to sing that line
Oh that line
This aching heart of mine
You said you lived your life by the albion creed
So pure in thoughts and word and deed
Well oh my boy what did you gain?
Just empty bottles and stubs of cheroots
And holes in the heels of your baseball boots
That makes you'll never forget your name
Or your lies
And no one's going to sell you any alibis
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