you file me with the libertines
I fold in line
my monthly dole of magazines
beaming bistro shine

in my la
For The Turnstiles lyrics

All the sailors
with their seasick mamas
Hear the sirens on 
dle is your plum
and my daily staple of your cutesy crumbs
of your cutesy falling crumbs

I saw you at the snazzy din-din
you made me sad 
Easier To Lie lyrics


To bear the weight and push into the sky its easier to lie its 
that I watched
I must say you truly packed 'em in
nearly dearly debauched

in my ladle is your plum
and my daily staple of your cutesy cru
Almost lyrics

she doesn't even care
she laughs at m
mbs
of your cutesy falling crumbs

in my ladle is your plum
and my daily staple of your cutesy crumbs
of your cutesy falling crumbs