Tell The King Lyrics - Up The Bracket - Libertines

I've got a little secret for ya 

Even now there's something 

To be proud about you 

Come up the hard way 

And they'll remind you every day 

You're nothing 

Oh, my words in your mouth 

Are mumbled all about 

You're like a, a journalist 

How you can cut and paste and twist 

You're awful 

And tell it to your king 

Oh, tell him everything you know 

Tell him you know how I feel 

Tell him you know I feel the palace gates are 

I'm all levered off my face 

And just to work out what it's on about 

And see snakes in eyes 

And all danger signs, oh 

If you were late 

You mustn't dare complain 

And you won't like this at all 

There's nothing to break your fall 

Oh, tell it to your king 

Tell him everything you know 

And you know how I feel out of place 

Until I'm levered off my face 

And I can work out what your on about 

Didn't they explain? 

You have to play the game, oh, oh 

Just drinks and smokes his cares away 

His heart is in the lonely way 

Living in the ruins 

Of a castle built on sand