Tell the King Lyrics

the libertines
Up the Bracket
Tell the King
didn't give you something to be proud about
if you come up the hard way they remind you every day:
'you're nothing'
my words in your moth are mumbled all about
you're like a tabloid journalist
the way you cut and paste and twist: you're awful
go and tell it to your king, tell him everything
tell him you know how I feel tell him you know how I feel
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at the palace gates when I'm all levered off my face
and I can work out what it's not about
and see snakes in eyes and a million danger signs

if you come late you shouldn't dare complain
and you won't like this at all
there's nothing to break your fall
and you know how I feel out of place
until I'm levered off my face....