Woorden: The Libertines. Road To Ruin.

How can we
Make you understand
All you can be
Is giving in your hand
You won't even need
Trust in me
Take me by the hand
Oh give us a chip
Dreams are strewn across the sand
You won't need money

Well all the bent-back peddlers
The jugglers and fools
They're driving me crazy
I'm climbing the walls
So show me the way
The way to my stool
Cause I'm so sick
So sick of it all
And when the penny drops...

Trust in me
Take me by the hand
No, dont cash in your chips just yet
Strewn across the sand
You won't need
You won't need money, oh no

Well all the bent-back peddlers
The jugglers and fools
They're driving me crazy
I'm climbing the walls
So show me the way
The way to my stool
Cause I'm so sick
So sick of it all
And when the penny drops...