Time for Heroes

But there's a rumour spread nasty disease around town
Caught round the houses with your trousers down.
A head rush in the bush...
You know I cherish you my love.

Oh how I cherish you my love.

But tell me what can you want? You've got it all.
Ah the scene is obscene, time'll strip it away
A year and a day
And Bill Bones - Bill Bones knows what I mean.

He knows it's eating, it's chewing me up.
It's not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood.
It's all, it's all in my hands.
And it's all up the walls.

Now the stale chips are up and the hope stakes are down
It's these ignorant faces they bring this town down
How I sighed and sunken with pride
I passed myself down on my knees
Yes I passed myself down on my knees.

Now tell me what can you want, see you've got it all
The whole scene is obscene time will strip it away
A year and a day
And Bill Bones, Bill Bones knows what I mean

He knows there's fewer more distressing sights
Than that of an Englishman in a baseball cap
Now we'll die in the class we were born.
That's a class of our own my love.

Did you see the...

Alternate Christmas lyrics from the Radio 1 Live Lounge performance:

Ah, did you see the stylish kids in the riot?
Shovelled up like muck, set the night on fire
Wombles bleed, truncheons and shields
I cherish you my love

But there's a rumour spread nasty disease around town
You're caught 'round the houses with your trousers down
A head rush in Shephards Bush
I cherish you my love
And I cherish you my love

Oh what can you want? Now you've got it all
And the scene is obscene
Time will strip it away, oh by Christmas day
And Bill Bones, he knows what I mean
He knows it's eating, it's chewing me up and
It's not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood oh
It's all, it's all in my hands
And it's all up the walls and
Now the stale chips are up and the hope stakes are down
It's these ignorant faces that bring this town down
How I sighed and sunken with pride
I passed myself down on my knees
Yes I passed myself down on my knees

Ah but what could you want? You've got it all
And she thinks it's obscene, time will strip it away
A year and a day
And Bill Bones, Bill Bones he knows what I mean
He knows there's fewer more distressing sights
Than that of Carlos in a Santa Claus hat
And we'll die in the class we were born
Oh that's a class of our own my love
Must be a class of our own my love
Ah...

Did you see the stylish kids in the riot?
Shovelled up like fuck, set the night on fire
Wombles bleed, truncheons and shields
I cherish you my love
And I cherish you my love

Other alternate lyrics:

What you could you possibly want?
Now you've got it all...

and

They were shovelled up like shite
Set the night on fire...

Lyrics taken from the Official Libertines Site, special thanks to Kirsty W and Kirsty R. Alternative lyrics courtesy of Tez Mann, Docherty and inkylibertine. Thank you so much. :)

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