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The Libertines DIGIPACK CD
Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
Digipack copy of The Libertines EP. Listen on your car stereo, or use as a coaster.
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lyrics
As a child, my father ran every day of his life
From West Orange, NJ through college he was first every time
But as worse things go wrong with your health
I don't think exercise could have helped
As a child, my father ran every day of his life
As a child, my father ran every day of my life
From his problems, his injuries, his children, and mostly his wife
But I love and respect him more
Then these shoes on my feet I afford
As a child, my father ran every day of my life
And I never thought that I would be so lost
So I bless these Philly streets for giving me time with my thoughts
And I'm hoping, that his footsteps have not gone away with the dust
Cause my blood has run here for so long, how the hell can I be so lost?
I must have fucked it up
As a child, my father ran every day of his life
Though his bones have gone weaker, It's barely affected his time
And I can't wait for that Sunday morn
Where I can beat him like a good boy should
As a child, my father ran every day of his life
As a child, my father ran
credits
from
The Libertines,
released February 23, 2013
Lyrics by Sean Huber
Music by Steady Hands
Acoustic and Vocals by Sean Huber
Electric Guitar by Jake Ewald
Bass by Paul Impellizeri
Drums by John Sepa
Additional instrumentation by Brandon Bost
Produced and Engineered by Brandon Bost
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe at Maniac Mansion
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