Libertines

Every sweet little lie ever whispered to you now rings true
No need to wake the seeping dogs, they just turn on you
i'll make my way instead to the foot of your ivory tower,
but no love do i find there, amongst the thorns and the dying flowers
what became of the love we knew,
we beat the swine black and blue,
you and i, me and you,
beat the swine black and blue,
the thames and the mersey, the tyne and the wear and the crige,
they spew slums like gravy on the banks of the poisonious tide,
they washed up a pale thin girl alone in her ivory tower
scratching her skin on the thorn and the stems of the dying flower
what became of the love we knew,
we beat the swine black and blue,
you and i, me and you,
beat the swine black and blue,
what became of the working class
nike and reebok, adidas
scratchcards, pimpes and ecstasy
hooray for the 21st century