Biografia:
The Libertines é uma banda de indie rock formada em Londres no ano de 1997, que alcançou o sucesso no começo dos anos 2000, aproveitando o espaço que a The Strokes abriu para bandas desse tipo. As letras da banda eram centrada na relação de Peter Doherty (vocal e guitarra base) e Carl Barât (vocal e guitarra principal), John Hassal no baixo e Gary Powell na bateria.
Apesar do início de sucesso comercial limitado, a banda foi se tornando conhecida
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Outras músicas:
- Don't Look Back Into The Sun
- Music When The Lights Go Out
- You're My Waterloo
- 7 Deadly Sins
- Albion
- All At Sea
- Anthem For Doomed Youth
- Anything But Love
- Arbeit Macht Frei
- Babyshambles
- Back From The Dead
- Bangkok
- Barbarians
- Begging
- Belly Of The Beast
- Boy Looked At Johnny
- Boys In The Band
- Breck Rd Boys In The Band
- Breck Road Lover
- Bucket Shop
- Campaign Of Hate
- Cant Stand Me Now
- Cyclops
- Dead For Love
- Death On The Stairs
- Delaney
- Dilly Boys
- Do The Coral
- Do You Know Me
- Dont Look Back Into The Sun
- Dreaming Of You
- Fame And Fortune
- For Lovers
- France
- Fury Of Chonburi
- Glasgow Coma Scale Blues
- Good Old Days
- Gunga Din
- Half Cocked Boy
- Heart Of The Matter
- Hooligans On E
- Hooray For The 21St Century
- Horror Show
- Horrow Show
- I Get Along
- I Love You But Youre Green
- Iceman
- Last Post On The Bugle
- Lazy Sunday Afternoon
- Love On The Dole
- Love Reign Oer Me
- Man Who Would Be King
- Mayday
- Mocking Bird
- Narcissist
- Never Never
- Pay The Lady
- Plan A
- Radio America
- Road To Ruin
- Sally Brown
- Sister Sister
- Skag And Bone Man
- Skint And Minted
- Smashing
- Tell The King
- The Delaney
- The Milkmans Horse
- Time For Heroes
- Untitled 108
- Up The Bracket
- Vertigo
- What A Waster
- What Became Of The Likely Lads
- What Katie Did
- Youre My Waterloo
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intro
A D
verse1
A D
How many cups of wine will I have consumed?
A D
The people realise they have rolled past my tomb
A D
We're drinking whisky in a brave new afternoon
A D
The people realise they have rolled past my tomb
prechorus
A
Strike a light
C
Raise your glasses
D Eb
Drink a toast to the boring classes
chorus
G
On the Albion-ay
C
Spew it out your soul
D
Love is on the dole
G
And there she will stay
C D G
All night long we were singing Northern songs
C D G
All night long we were singing Northern songs
verse2
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
prechorus2
Strike a light
Raise your glasses
Drink a toast to the boring classes
chorus2
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
bridge
A C
And I love every inch of you
A C
Yes I do love every single inch of you
A C
But doesn't she get that warm glow inside?
A C
Shoots up your spine and blows through your mind
Dm G
Oh well, don't you tell me how blessed are the poor
C C G C
You've always wanted one slice more
G
Than you and me
A
Love for today makes
verse3
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
bridge2
Dm
Oh well
C
Don't you tell me how blessed are the meek
G C G C
You never turn the other cheek
G
Once in your life
C
Love is on the dole.
robert loustau Pete Doherty is innocent thanks to maxi for gettin me the lyrics
A D
verse1
A D
How many cups of wine will I have consumed?
A D
The people realise they have rolled past my tomb
A D
We're drinking whisky in a brave new afternoon
A D
The people realise they have rolled past my tomb
prechorus
A
Strike a light
C
Raise your glasses
D Eb
Drink a toast to the boring classes
chorus
G
On the Albion-ay
C
Spew it out your soul
D
Love is on the dole
G
And there she will stay
C D G
All night long we were singing Northern songs
C D G
All night long we were singing Northern songs
verse2
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
prechorus2
Strike a light
Raise your glasses
Drink a toast to the boring classes
chorus2
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
bridge
A C
And I love every inch of you
A C
Yes I do love every single inch of you
A C
But doesn't she get that warm glow inside?
A C
Shoots up your spine and blows through your mind
Dm G
Oh well, don't you tell me how blessed are the poor
C C G C
You've always wanted one slice more
G
Than you and me
A
Love for today makes
verse3
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
bridge2
Dm
Oh well
C
Don't you tell me how blessed are the meek
G C G C
You never turn the other cheek
G
Once in your life
C
Love is on the dole.
robert loustau Pete Doherty is innocent thanks to maxi for gettin me the lyrics
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