Lyrics: Libertines, The. You're My Waterloo.

You'll never fumigate the demons

No matter how much you smoke

Just say you love me for three good reasons

And I'll throw you the rope

You don't need it



'Cause you are the survivor

Of more than one life

And you're the only lover I had

Who ever slept with a knife



But you're not Judy Garland

Oh just like me

You've never really had a home

Of your own

But I'm not Tony Hancock, baby

Until the day

We stone the crows

We stone the crows



We stone the crows



And you see I've brought you flowers

All collected from the Old Vic stage

Well I've been sitting here for hours, baby

Just chasing these words across the page



'Cause you're my Waterloo

Well I'll be your Gypsy Lane

I'm so glad we know just what to do

And exactly who's to blame



And you're my Waterloo

I'll be your Stanley Park

Well I'm so glad we know just what to do

And no one's left stumbling around

Fumbling around

Tumbling around in the dark

Always in the dark



You're my Waterloo

And I'll be your Calvary

Well I'm so glad we know just what to do

And everyone is gonna be happy

Everyone is gonna be happy

Everyone is gonna be happy

But of course