Anthem For Doomed Youth - The Libertines

Here’s a story about the rules of death or glory

To be learned by heart by all children of men

It’s the hour of the morning on the day after the dawning

When the sun they said would never set finally set again

Was it Cromwell or Orwell who first led you to the stairwell

Which leads only forever to kingdom come

Rushed along by guiding hands whispers of the promised land

They wished you luck and handed you a gun

Life could be so handsome

Life could be so gay

We’re going nowhere

But nowhere, nowhere’s on our way

In the pub that night

Racking out the lines of shite

Putting to right

All of the world’s great wrongs

Yes we thought that they were brothers

Then they half-murdered each other

Then they did a karaoke turn

And murdered our best song

Told the governor’s wife

About the last night of his life

She turned away in tears

Called you a liar

Where are all the old dreams now?

The batallions, once so proud

Lost in some old song and hanging on the old barbedwire

Life could be so handsome

It’s all gonna be okay

We’re going nowhere

But nowhere, nowhere’s on our way

Nowhere in the institutions

Did they teach that revolution

Was something that could ever come to pass

Oh we tried one, once before

Was the king’s head on the floor

And we got booted out the boozer

Cause someone smashed the glass

Life could be so handsome

Life could be okay

We’re going nowhere

But nowhere, nowhere’s on our way

Life could be so handsome

It’s all gonna be okay

We’re going nowhere

Cause nowhere, nowhere’s on our way

Nowhere’s on our way