Paroles: Libertines. Up the Bracket. Begging.

All animals we are
Round the bench in the park
Your sisters in the dark today
Watery pinned eyes
My soul has gone a little cold

I maybe maybe next year
If it isn't to dear
We'll get ourself some good time girls
Remember when you pay
You'll pay in many many ways

And he's crossing the road
To get his daily sport

Oh now they're begging you
They're begging you
What will you do?
Oh Lord they're begging you
Your friend begging you
What will you do?

And have you heard the singer said
"He's a dead ringer" for
A feeling that I used to know
"Hell" she cries oh hell
No no it's a funny way to go

And he's crossing the road
Picking up his daily sport

Oh now they're begging you
They're begging you
What will you do?
Oh Lord they're begging you
Your friends begging you
What will you do?