Lust Of The Libertines
BabyshamblesVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
(occasionally through the song Bb drops to A and returns quickly to Bb. listen out for it)
lust of the libertines
is really quite tame
It rages quite nice here beside you
and your lust for fame
well fames such a sinister game, i know
it could all end this way then
some things wont be the same
i'm just a face, and a name on a page
well i'll be soundly sleeping, i'll be soundly sleeping
i'll sleep right through that age
well i can deal with all the blood on my shoes
and the holes in my soul
my spirit is tainted all my tears are fainted
just as long as you
you dont forget to
uh-oh-oh
cut me on the wall
by the graffiti of all the the things i just couldn't say
shove me up the wall
oh my darling was the kind of loving now
you've left me in the family way again
as verse 1)
the dust on my tambourine
really can be explained
i need to shake it more often
shake away the blame
well fames such a sinister game
oh i know
the taste of goulash in your mouth as you stumble off stage
forget-me-nots bloom on this day then
but they wither with age
same as verse)
end
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Readable chord sheet for Lust Of The Libertines by Babyshambles
[E] [A] [D] [G] [B] [E] (occasionally through the song Bb drops to A and returns quickly to Bb. listen out for it) [F]lust of the libertines is really quite [Bb]tame It rages quite nice here [F]beside you and your lust for [Bb]fame well fames such a sinister [F]game, i know it could all end this way [Bb]then some things wont be the [F]same i'm just a face, and a name on a [Bb]page well i'll be soundly [F]sleeping, i'll be soundly sleeping i'll sleep right through that a[Bb]ge well i can deal with all the [F]blood on my shoes and the holes in my soul my spirit is tainted all my tears are f[Bb]ainted just as long as [F]you you dont f[C]orget to uh-oh-oh[F] cut me on the w[Bb]all by the [F]graffiti of all the the things i [C]just couldn't say [F]shove me up the w[Dm]all [Bb]oh my darling was the kind of [F]loving now [C]you've left me in the family [F]way again as verse 1) the dust on my tambourine really can be explained i need to shake it more often shake away the blame well fames such a sinister game oh i know the taste of goulash in your mouth as you stumble off stage forget-me-nots bloom on this day then but they wither with age same as verse) end