歌曲名 Love On The Dole 歌手名 The Libertines

作词：Carl Barat+Peter Doherty

作曲：Carl Barat+Peter Doherty

How 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

Raise your glasses

Drink a toast to the boring classes

On the albion-ay

Spew it out your soul

Love is on the dole

And there she will stay

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

Strike a light

Raise your glasses

Drink a toast to the boring classes

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

And I love every inch of you

Yes I do love every single

Inch of you

But doesn't she get

That warm glow inside

Shoots up your spine and blows

Through your mind

Oh well don't you tell me

How blessed are the poor

You've always wanted one slice more

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

Don't you tell me how blessed

Are the meek

You never turn the other cheek

Once in your life

Love is on the dole