Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Libertine, artist - Patrick Wolf. Date of issue: 13.10.2012
Song language: English
The Libertine |
| The motorway won’t take a horse |
| The wanderer has found a course to follow |
| The traveller unpacked his bags for the last time |
| The troubadour cut off his hand and now he wants mine |
| Oh no, not me. |
| The circus girl fell off her horse and now shes paralysed |
| The hitchiker was bound and gagged, raped on the roadside |
| The libertine is locked in jail |
| The pirate sunk and broke his sail |
| But I still have to go |
| I’ve got to go, so here i go |
| I’m going to run the risk of being free |
| The magicians secrets all revealed |
| And the preachers lies are all concealed |
| And all our heroes lack any conviction |
| They shout through the bars of cliche and addiction |
| So i’ve got to go |
| I’ve got to go, so here i go |
| I’m going to run the risk of being free |
| And in this drought of truth and invention |
| Whoever shouts the loudest gets the most attention |
| So we pass the mic and they’ve got nothing to say except: |
| «Bow down, bow down, bow down to your god» |
| Then we hit the floor |
| And make ourselves and idol to bow before, |
| Well i can’t |
| And i wont |
| Bow down |
| Anymore. |
| No more. |