Andy Bell - Beautiful Libertine lyrics

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Andy Bell - Beautiful Libertine lyrics

[Chorus] Beautiful libertine Runaway addict at fifteen Living out [?] wild leaves Like a beautiful libertine [Verse 1] Nothing left now on the left bank Just absent souvenirs and cafe tourist traps Nothing Bohemian around here today You find a few scraps left in Lemaire Drugged up, booz feud sensualist Shattered ecstatics, shadowed soul half pierced Like his imagined Sartre, Cocteau, [Georgenet ?] Any of whom wouldn't be seen dead In the [Mapanet ?] of today [Verse 2] So the beautiful libertine Euphoric in his exclusive circle of one Finds the fun in the self destruction of one so terribly young He doesn't have Paris so how our [?] His self written manifesto ran couriers everywhere And so he takes his selfish self To a place that no one knows Coops up a spoon or two, under the moon and stars Ring full of poetry and prose I miss the dance of a new life And all those early teen, God why me's A refuge in heart Then the escape route to proactively achieve His hopes aligned to a future In an imagined Parisian scene Moved on or gone, or gone, or gone The beautiful libertine Beautiful libertine Suffused in a mania of dark art dreams Imagining a hole in his hands From lifting a little cash What do all visions mean Intricate fantasies of payback Revenge sought on, enemies imagined That he never really had Content somehow to feel that he was born bad Mad, bad and dangerous to know, went back home In his English suburb Everyone just left him all alone [Chorus] Beautiful libertine Runaway addict at fifteen Living out [?] wild leaves Like a beautiful libertine [Verse 3] He find gold in a sh** of a life among mice Embraced his all new design for life Those tainted specs through which he sees In another's face It's just the lottery of life Wrong time, wrong place He didn't have to think twice By the backyard bins He didn't have to think twice Freedom paradise No sense of sin No sense of sin No sense of sin [Chorus] Beautiful libertine Runaway addict at fifteen Living out all [?] wild leaves Like a beautiful libertine Beautiful libertine Beautiful