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๐Ÿ‘ค The Libertines โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ All Quiet on the Eastern Esplanade โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:59
๐ŸŽต 1560 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:59 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 9236546

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

It's more like sadness
Composed by a fragmented soul
All the words in a whirl
I just don't know where it goes

You holding the line
Or scuttling away
Is life a blockbuster film
Or a half rehearsed play?

And the pig's on the spit
And the wolf's at the door
Do the bad need a good
Like the rich need the poor?

How far can it get
Before the death Pixels meme?
An imperial threat
Or is it all just a dream?

It's hard to theorise
When you are being brutalised
And the tears fall like bombs
Without warning

No, you don't know you're born
Free speech and free porn
And the next thing you know
You're being led out at dawn

Of our children of men
T-t-t-time again
The d-devil will come
Without warning

Hey, it's out the window
While you watching the news
Ha-ha-ha-Hymer
Comes into view

And now your shadow's a skull
And the skull is a hole
The hole is empty of course
Like all human discourse

It's hard to theorise
When you are being brutalised
And the tears, like the bombs
They fall without warning

Follow the tracks in the mud
Down to where the sea is black with blood
And the tears, like the bombs
They fall without warning

Now call again
Before the death Pixels meme?
Imperial threat
Or is it all just a dream?

It's more like sadness composed by a fragmented soul
I don't know where it goes

So hard to theorise
When you are being brutalised
And the tears fall like bombs
Without warning

Follow the tracks in the mud
To where the sea is black with blood
And the tears fall like bombs
Without warning

And tears, like the bombs
They fall without warning

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:15.88] It's more like sadness
[00:16.95] Composed by a fragmented soul
[00:19.01] All the words in a whirl
[00:20.53] I just don't know where it goes
[00:22.51] You holding the line
[00:23.87] Or scuttling away
[00:25.29] Is life a blockbuster film
[00:26.79] Or a half rehearsed play?
[00:28.49] And the pig's on the spit
[00:29.92] And the wolf's at the door
[00:31.43] Do the bad need a good
[00:32.88] Like the rich need the poor?
[00:34.55] How far can it get
[00:35.94] Before the death Pixels meme?
[00:37.70] An imperial threat
[00:39.09] Or is it all just a dream?
[00:40.22] It's hard to theorise
[00:43.18] When you are being brutalised
[00:46.55] And the tears fall like bombs
[00:49.72] Without warning
[00:52.27]
[01:06.22] No, you don't know you're born
[01:07.72] Free speech and free porn
[01:09.40] And the next thing you know
[01:10.87] You're being led out at dawn
[01:12.45] Of our children of men
[01:13.74] T-t-t-time again
[01:15.61] The d-devil will come
[01:17.05] Without warning
[01:18.41] Hey, it's out the window
[01:20.38] While you watching the news
[01:21.56] Ha-ha-ha-Hymer
[01:23.58] Comes into view
[01:24.84] And now your shadow's a skull
[01:26.28] And the skull is a hole
[01:27.92] The hole is empty of course
[01:29.35] Like all human discourse
[01:31.06] It's hard to theorise
[01:33.51] When you are being brutalised
[01:36.65] And the tears, like the bombs
[01:39.65] They fall without warning
[01:44.03] Follow the tracks in the mud
[01:46.08] Down to where the sea is black with blood
[01:50.14] And the tears, like the bombs
[01:53.19] They fall without warning
[02:10.12] Now call again
[02:11.54] Before the death Pixels meme?
[02:13.18] Imperial threat
[02:14.66] Or is it all just a dream?
[02:16.14] It's more like sadness composed by a fragmented soul
[02:19.13] I don't know where it goes
[02:21.78] So hard to theorise
[02:24.85] When you are being brutalised
[02:28.05] And the tears fall like bombs
[02:31.47] Without warning
[02:35.22] Follow the tracks in the mud
[02:37.62] To where the sea is black with blood
[02:41.32] And the tears fall like bombs
[02:44.84] Without warning
[02:48.06] And tears, like the bombs
[02:51.02] They fall without warning
[02:54.42]

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