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Lust of the libertine Is really quite tame Well it rages quiet now here beside you And your lust for fame But fame's such a sinister game It will all end this way then Some things won't be the same Just a face and a name, on a page But I'll be soundly sleeping I'll sleep right through this age Cause I can deal with all The blood on my shoes Letras de cancionesAnd the holes in my soul My spirit all tainted All my tears are painted Just so long as you You don't forget to uh uh oh Cut me on the wall By the graffiti of all the things I just couldn't say Shove me up the wall Oh my darling It was a kind of loving But you left me in that family way again The dust on my tambourine Really can be explained Well I need to shake it more often I need to shake away the blame Fame's such a sinister game The taste of goulash in your mouth As you stumble offstage I can deal with all The blood on my shoes And the holes in my soul My spirit all tainted All my tears are painted But just so long as you You don't forget to uh uh oh Cut me on the wall By the graffiti of all the things I just couldn't say Well shove me up the wall Oh my darling It was a kind of loving But it left me in the family way again Sha-la-la-la.. From Letras Mania