Horror Show

The Libertines

I've been following

Your minds instructions

Oh how just to slowly, sharply screw myself to death



Ah yes, there is a screw

It's pointed at my head



Then look a dream peddlar

And a stick of light through my bones

"Don't get on the wrong one"

"Oh you and you what's your game"



Laying me down to waste laying me down

Pin me up or put me down

Uh uh uh uh oh

Now let it all go



It's a horror show, you should come on round

Horror show, the horse is brown

Uh uh oh left something in Moscow



She said "I'll show you a picture

A picture of tomorrow

There's nothing changing

It's all sorrow"

Oh no please dont show me



I'm a swine, you don't wanna know me