作曲 : Pete Doherty/Carl Barât

There’s one man left to thank

Built it with his hands

One man left to thank

He didn’t need to carve it into something

Carve it into something new

Carve it into something

Then there’s plan A

Take a seat A

Watch them play

Keep a receipt

Sharpen up and carve them into something

Carve it into something new

Carve ‘em into something new

Tell me...

Tell me what it is that you see

With your stolen eyes

And your singing one two three

Open up my eyes

My twin he tends to be me

He walks abroad

He like the broads

While I smoke and shake alone at home

Chewing on my bone

Smash big boulders into stones

Till I don't need no bit of faith

Need no human race

Though I read every review

No one's got a ******* clue

Sold your soul and bought new shoes

You never choose

You're born to lose

Welcome and I need to know

If you like to craft the songs

State where you belong

And if you come from nowhere

You'll end up straight back there

You may as well

Carve, carve, carve it into something

Carve it into something new

Carve it into something

Carve it into something new...