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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Libertines
Performer
Jake Gosling
Programming
John Hassall
Background Vocals
Guy Massey
Drum Programming
Jackson Dimiglio-Wood
Claps
Carl Barât
Vocals
Peter Doherty
Vocals
Gary Powell
Drums
Victor Hassall
Choir
Line Hassall
Choir
Edie Barat
Choir
Katia De Vidas
Vocals
Anouck Boungnang
Choir
Dagny Sandvik
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carl Barât
Composer
Peter Doherty
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jake Gosling
Producer
Guy Massey
Mixing Engineer
Jackson Dimiglio-Wood
Assistant Recording Engineer
Shane Edwards
Assistant Recording Engineer
Mike Marsh
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
It was lost in a sound like this
Often times his mind told himself was bliss
Acoustical lullaby with all hell going on inside
It was a trench coat, top hat, shot gun, dog down day
[Verse 2]
It was a sound a bit like this
Trashy and blue with a blaggard's hiss
Talking about get love today
In a strung up hand dog, head fuck, quick buck way
[Verse 3]
Packed up and I headed east
Headed for the belly of the beast
But within a Bangkok's half hour
I was way laid by a lower power
It was a smacked up, cracked up bone shot, smacked down day
[Verse 4]
Don't know if I can go on
Making no sense in songs
Don't know if this is forever
Sometimes feels like forever
Forever and a dog down day
[Verse 5]
It was found in a state like this
By town and hammered up and a bloodied fist
His heart was broken but he got the jist
Get he can't carry on like this
It was a black jack, paddy whack, stick a brother in the back day
[Verse 6]
Back in London's grey scotch mist
Starring up at my therapist
He says pound for pound, blow for blow
You're the most messed up motherfucker I know
It was a twelve step, bus fare, knock down, daycare day
[Verse 7]
Makes no odds that you're there
Makes no odds that you care
Makes no odds anymore
[Verse 8]
Forever and a dog down day
[Verse 9]
Don't know if I can go on
Making no sense in songs
Forever and a dog down day
[Verse 10]
Is this failing
Supposed to be plain sailing?
Don't fade away
Don't fade away
Glory Hallelujah day
Glory Hallelujah day
[Verse 11]
(He was lost, I was found)
Written by: Carl Barât, Peter Doherty