The Libertines - Death On the Stairs lyrics
The Libertines: Carl Barât & Pete Doherty [London, UK.]
[The Libertines - Death On the Stairs lyrics]
Came an Eritrean maiden, she
Had a one track mind and eyes for me
Half-blinded in a war
With a pale, young Anglican
Who said he'd help her all he can
Showed her Jesus and his little unholy friend
She had no notion to please, him
Just say "ta ra" and leave him behind
A little boy in a stairwell who says
"I hate people like you"
I got matchsticks and cable TV
Half of less than fifty P
We all clambered over the balcony
Banging on the window, waking Steve
Bringing with the true love his unholy friend
Singing, "If you really need it
You just won't leave it behind"
So, baby, please, kill me
Oh, baby, don't kill me
But don't bring that ghost 'round to my door
I don't want to see him anymore
Please kill me oh, baby, don't kill me
Just don't bang on about yesterday
You know I wouldn't know about that anyway
Oh no
Monkey said to the mouse before
If she loved anybody more than he
Turns you into stone
Now I'm reversing down the lonely street
Cheap hotel where I can meet the past
Pay it off and keep it sweet
It's sweet and it's nothing, no
It's just like nothing at all
And I've seen you there
How could I help but stare?
It rips the heart out of your baby
You've taken too far too much to see
Or think or touch what's real
Stranded on this street that paved
My only way home if you really need it all
You just won't leave it behind
Oh, please, kill me oh, no, don't kill me
Don't bring that ghost up to my door
I don't want to see him anymore
Please kill me oh, no, don't kill me
Don't go on about yesterday
You know I wouldn't know about that anyway
Oh no
Oh, oh oh, oh
He got nothing, no he got nothing at all