Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bucket Shop, artist - The Libertines.
Date of issue: 10.09.2015
Song language: English
Bucket Shop |
First stop was the bucket shop |
To pick the pieces of your life up And scream looking glad |
Since all that you despised |
You’re thinking back to the Chicken Shack |
And the smashing of the glass |
And the knife in the back, well |
My boy who would’ve believed your lies? |
All your lies? |
And no-one's going to sell you any alibis |
Alibis |
You dirty small town girls |
How I wish you were here now |
And show me how to be the man, |
I’m your man |
As only you can, as only you can |
My White City girl |
Well someone said you were an angel |
Only what kind of angel |
Would whisper 'hello' |
And shout 'goodbye' |
My White City girl |
And I’ve seen you go down |
On one too many times |
It chills my bones to seem that way |
Oh that way |
And this aching heart of mine |
You said you live your life by the Albion creed |
So pure in thoughts and word and deed |
Well, oh my boy, what did you gain? |
Just empty bottles and … roots |
And holes in the years of your cowboy boots |
And that makes she’ll never forget your name |
Or your lies… |
And no-one's going to sell you any alibis |
Alibis |