Libertines - Untitled 102 lyrics

How can we make you understand All you can be is given in your hand Oh you won't need money Trust in me, take me by the hand Oh give us a chip Dreams are strewn across the sand You won't need money Well, all the bent-back pedderlars the jugglers and fools They're driving me crazy I'm climbing the walls So show me the way, the way to my stool Coz I'm so sick, so sick of it all But when the penny drops Trust in me, take me by the hand Oh don't cash in your chips, just yet, They're strewn across the sand Oh you won't need you won't money