Besedila: Libertines, The. Road To Ruin.

How can we (how can we)

Make you understand? (make you understand)

All you can be (all you can be)

Is given in your hand

You won't even need



Trust in me

Take me by the hand

Oh, give us a chip



Dreams are strewn across the sand

You won't need money



Well all the bent-back peddlars the jugglers and fools

They're driving me crazy, I'm climbing the walls

Oh show me the way, the way to my stool

Cause I'm so sick, just sick of it all



And when the penny drops...



Trust in me

Take me by the hand



Don't cash in your chips (don't cash in your chips)

(just yet)

Dreams are strewn across the sands

You won't need (you won't need money)



Well all the bent-back peddlars the jugglers and fools

They drive me crazy, it's no good at all

Oh show me the way the way to my stool

Cause I'm so sick, just so sick of it all



And when the penny drops...