Tell The King Lyric by The Libertines

Tell The King Lyric

by The Libertines

Lyric:



I've Got A Little Secret For Ya



Even Now There's Something To Be Proud About

You Come Up The Hard Way

They Remind You Every Day

You're Nothing



Oh My Words In Your Mouth 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

At The Palace Gates

When I'm All Levered Of My Face

And I Can Work Out What It's Not About

And See Snakes In Eyes

And A Million Danger Signs



If You Were Late You Mustn'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've Levered Up My Face

And I Can Work Out What You're Going On About

Let Me Explain, You Have To Play The Game

Oh



He Drinks And Smokes His Cares Away

His Heart Is In The Lonely Way

Living In The Ruins

Of A Castle Built On Sand