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  • boys don t cry ı andırıyor melodisi fena halde.

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  • 2003 tarihli the libertines şarkısı. 2000 yılı 1 mayısında londra'da yaşanan polis saldırısını anlatır, fena halde 31 mayıs 2013 taksim gezi parkı polis saldırısı'nı anımsatır.

    wikipedia'nın dediğine göre pete doherty bir fan forumunda şarkıda geçen "wombles bleed truncheons and shields" hikayesini şöyle anlatmış:

    "the 'wombles' were a revolutionary sect from the era of the mayday riots in the year 2000. they were rioters who all dressed up like wombles from the t.v series, including tinfoil shields and wobbly truncheons, mimicking the riot police. there were about 12 of them, but they had many enthusiastic disciples.

    that year the police managed to keep most people paralysed by rounding them up and forcing them to camp in oxford circus. the wombles led a breakaway group through the backstreets of soho, eventually, after a peaceful march, the police rounded us off at shaftesbury avenue and beat the shit out of us. i remember the front cover of the daily record the next day (a scottish newspaper): carnage and brackets upped.

    i remember also after that first clash with the wombles running up new oxford street, they were stripping off their disguises as they legged it for dear life, blending into the crowd as uncle bavaria's head rolled into the gutter. a very odd site for me, and was i , taliban scarf flapping in the wind, the whole city distorted by liquid lsd dropped in my mouth by a now 'naked' womble.
    then began the famous 'battle of roseberry avenue', wherein our attempts to reach the city's financial district were scupperred by a well up for it troop of crack riot police who splatterred our rapidly thinning- out group of tripping ne'er do wells all over clerkenwell. " *

    sözleri tam olarak şöyledir:

    "
    did you see the stylish kids in the riot
    we were shovelled up like muck
    set the night on fire
    wombles bleed truncheons and shields
    you know i cherish you my love

    but there's a rumour spread nasty diseases around town
    caught round the houses with your trousers down
    a headrush in the bush
    you know i cherish you my love
    how i cherish you my love

    what can you want now you've got it all
    the whole scene is obscene
    time will strip it away
    a year and a day
    and bill bones
    bill bones he knows what i mean

    yes it's eating no it's chewing me up
    it's not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood
    oh it's all
    it's all in my hands
    and it's all up the walls

    well the stale chips are up and the hopes stakes are down
    it's these ignorant faces that bring this town down
    yeah i sighed and sunken with pride
    i passed myself down on my knees
    yes i passed myself down on my knees

    what can you want now you've got it all
    the whole scene is obscene
    time will strip it away
    a year and a day
    and bill bones
    bill bones knows what i really mean

    there are fewer more distressing sights than that
    of an englishman in a baseball cap
    and we'll die in the class we were born
    well that's a class of our own my love
    a class of our own my love

    did you see the stylish kids in the riot
    we were shovelled up like muck
    then set the night on fire
    wombles bleed truncheons and shields
    you know i cherish you my love
    oh how i cherish you my love.
    "