The Libertines Lyrics
11. Tomblands
In the land of the gauching skiving sun There's bodies in the room, lad Never an honest day's work is done They call it the Tomblands No, they're never gonna get me no Never gonna get me no Never gonna get me no Fifteen holes in the dealer's chest Yo ho ho he was a mini martial man Social unrest Pieces of eight in the jukebox Oh, you know Didn't wanna be the one to tell you She was only 14 Sussed out your dirty sorded little scene No, they're never gonna get me no Never gonna get me no Never gonna get me no
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