The Libertine Lyrics

The motorway won't take a horse
The wanderer has found a course to follow
The traveller unpacked his bags for the last time
The troubadour cut off his hand and now he wants mine
Oh no, Oh no, Not me, Oh no

The circus girl fell off her horse and now shes paralyzed
The hitchiker was bound and gagged, raped on the roadside
The libertine is locked in jail
The pirate sunk and broke his sail

But I still got to go
I've got to go
So here I go
I'm gonna run the risk of being free, being free, being free, being free, ha
The magicians secrets all revealed
And the preachers lies are all concealed
And all our heroes lack any conviction
They shout through the bars of cliche and addiction

So I've got to go
I've got to go
So here I go
I'm gonna run the risk of being free, being free, being free, being free (ow)
And in this drought of truth and invention
Whoever shouts the loudest gets the most attention
So we pass the mic and they've got nothing to say except
Bow down, bow down, bow down to your god
Then we hit the floor
And make ourselves an idol to bow before
Well I can't, and I wont, bow down, anymore
No more