Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Love On The Dole, artist - The Libertines. Date of issue: 10.09.2015
Song language: English
Love On The Dole |
| 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 |
| All night long we were singing Northern songs |
| All night long we were singing Northern songs |
| 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 |
| Than you and me Love for today makes |
| 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 |
| Oh well |
| 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. |