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Love On The DoleHow 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 On the Albion-ay All night long we were singing Northern songs Only you battered your broken nose on the grindstone Strike a light With Albion-ay All night long we were singing Northern songs And I love every inch of you Oh well, don't you tell me how blessed are the poor My darling was a preacher on the Albion stage Oh well Love is on the dole. Lyrics taken from the Official Libertines Site, special thanks to Kirsty W and Kirsty R. Are the lyrics wrong? Send your corrections using the form below. |
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