Libertines - Plan A

Theres one man left to thank Built it with his hands One man left to thank He didnt need to carve it into something Carve it into something new Carve it into something And theres plan ATake a seat AWatch them play Keep a reciept Sharpen up and carve them into something Carve it into something Carve em 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 aborad He like the broads While i smoke and choke alone at home Chewing on my bone Breaking up big boulders into tiny little stones I dont need no bit of faith Need no human race Though i read every review No ones got a fucking clue Like to And if you come from no where You'll end up straight back there You may aswell Carve carve carve it into something new Carve it into something Carve it into something new