Beautiful Libertine - Andy Bell

Beautiful Libertine - Andy Bell

Альбом
Torsten the Beautiful Libertine
Год
2016
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
386430

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Beautiful Libertine

Andy Bell

Beautiful libertine

Runaway addict at fifteen

Living out wild leaves

Like a beautiful libertine

Nothing left now on the left bank

Just absent souvenirs and cafe tourist traps

Nothing Bohemian around here today

You find a few scraps left in Lemaire

Drugged up, booz feud sensualist

Shattered ecstatics, shadowed soul half pierced

Like his imagined Sartre, Cocteau,

Any of whom wouldn’t be seen dead

In the of today

So the beautiful libertine

Euphoric in his exclusive circle of one

Finds the fun in the self destruction of one so terribly young

He doesn’t have Paris so how our

His self written manifesto ran couriers everywhere

And so he takes his selfish self

To a place that no one knows

Coops up a spoon or two, under the moon and stars

Ring full of poetry and prose

I miss the dance of a new life

And all those early teen, God why me’s

A refuge in heart

Then the escape route to proactively achieve

His hopes aligned to a future

In an imagined Parisian scene

Moved on or gone, or gone, or gone

The beautiful libertine

Beautiful libertine

Suffused in a mania of dark art dreams

Imagining a hole in his hands

From lifting a little cash

What do all visions mean

Intricate fantasies of payback

Revenge sought on, enemies imagined

That he never really had

Content somehow to feel that he was born bad

Mad, bad and dangerous to know, went back home

In his English suburb

Everyone just left him all alone

Beautiful libertine

Runaway addict at fifteen

Living out wild leaves

Like a beautiful libertine

He find gold in a shit of a life among mice

Embraced his all new design for life

Those tainted specs through which he sees

In another’s face

It’s just the lottery of life

Wrong time, wrong place

He didn’t have to think twice

By the backyard bins

He didn’t have to think twice

Freedom paradise

No sense of sin

No sense of sin

No sense of sin

Beautiful libertine

Runaway addict at fifteen

Living out all wild leaves

Like a beautiful libertine

Beautiful libertine

Beautiful

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