Band: The Libertines
Song: Death on the Stairs
Album: Up the Bracket
Thom Mills dustbin_man@hotmail.com

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From way far across the sea
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Came an eritsean maiden she
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Had a one track mind and eyes for me
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Half blinded in the war
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With a pale young anglican
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Who said he'd help her all he can
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Showed her Jesus and his little un-holy friend
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She had no mind to please him
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Just say 'ta-ra' and leave him behind 

There's a little boy in a stairwell who say 
"I hate people like you" 
Got matches & cable TV half of less than 50p
We all clambered over the balcony 
Banging on the window waking steve
Bringing with a new love his un-holy friend
If you really need it you mustn't leave it behind 
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Please kill me no don't kill me
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But don't bring that ghost round to my door 

I don't wanna see them anymore

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Please kill me no don't kill me
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But don't bang on about yesterday 
I wouldn't know about that anyway 


Monkey asked the mouse before
If she loved anybody more than he
It turns you into stone 
Now i'm reversing down this lonely street 
To a cheap hotel when i can meet the past 
And pay it off and keep it sweet
It's sweet like nothing at all 
Yes i've seen you there how could i help but stare 
It rips the heart out off your body
Now i've taken far too much to think 
Or see or touch what's real i'm stranded on this street that 
Paved my only way home 
You really need it you just won't leave it behind
He got nothing he got nothing at all