paroles de chanson Plan A - The Libertines

Theres one man left to thank
Built it with his hands
One man left to thank
He didn′t need to carve it into something
Carve it into something new
Carve it into something
And theres plan A
Take a seat
Watch them play
Keep a receipt
Sharpen up and carve them into something
Carve it into something
Carve them into something new
Tell me what it is that you see
With your stolen eyes
And your singing one two three
Open up my eyes
My twin he tends to be me
He walks abroad
He like the broads
While I soak and shake alone at home
Tiny hammers smash stones
I don't need no bit of faith
Need no human race
Though I read every review
No ones got a fucking clue
And back again
And if you come from no where
You′ll end up straight back there
You may as well
Carve carve carve it into something new
Carve it into something
Carve it into something new