Untitled 102 Lyrics - Libertines

How can we make you understand 

All you can be is given in your hand 

Oh you won't need money 

Trust in me, take me by the hand 

Oh give us a chip 

Dreams are strewn across the sand 

You won't need money 

Well, all the bent-back pedderlars the jugglers and fools 

They're driving me crazy I'm climbing the walls 

So show me the way, the way to my stool 

Coz I'm so sick, so sick of it all 

But when the penny drops 

Trust in me, take me by the hand 

Oh don't cash in your chips, just yet, 

They're strewn across the sand 

Oh you won't need you won't money