Luther

Cast

• Idris Elba
• Saskia Reeves
• Warren Brown
• Kierston Wareing
• Steven Robertson
• Dermot Crowley
• Steven Mackintosh
• Paul McGann
• Michael Smiley
• Ruth Wilson
• Alan Williams
• Glen Stanway
• Geoffrey Lumb
• Thomas Lockyer
• Anton Saunders
• Rob Jarvis

• Season 1
• Episode 1: (#1.1)
  DSU Rose Teller: So where's the gun? Where's the gun?::DCI John Luther: I don't know::DSU Rose Telle...
• Episode 2: (#1.2)
  Corrine Day: Any suspects, John? Off the record?::DCI John Luther: [walks past her without answering...
• Episode 3: (#1.3)
  DS Justin Ripley: What you're doing wrong.::DCI John Luther: Yeah, I know.::DS Justin Ripley: Why do...
• Episode 4: (#1.4)
  DCI John Luther: Never had an affair before. So - don't know what to do. Is it still called an affai...
• Episode 5: (#1.5)
  DSU Rose Teller: So, they won't give us what we want. We can't give them what they want.::DCI John L...
• Episode 6: (#1.6)
  DCI Ian Reed: If I could go back, I'd rather it was me that was dead. I'd rather be dead than go thr...
• Season 2
• Episode 1: (#2.1)
  Alice is now in a mental institution and Luther,after a failed suicide attempt,returns to work havin...
• Episode 2: (#2.2)
  Pell abducts and tortures Justin,who keeps himself alive by flattering the killer's vanity and manag...
• Episode 3: (#2.3)
  Jenny Jones: A job. Like flipping burgers?::DCI John Luther: Well, them burgers are not going to fli...
• Episode 4: (#2.4)
  Luther and Jenny dispose of Kent's body and give Baba cause to believe that he was actually killed b...
• Season 3
• Episode 1: (#3.1)
  UK:2013...
• Season
• Episode : Inside Look
  UK:17 October 2010...

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Leather - Tori Amos
• Leather - Golden Earring
• Lather - Jefferson Airplane
• Leather - Avail
• Leather - KT Tunstall
• Leather - Jbdubs
• Leather - Death In Vegas
• Leather - Aska

Look I'm standing naked before you
Don't you want more then my sex
I can scream as loud as your last one
But I can't claim innocence
Oh God
Could it be the weather
Oh God
Why am I here
If love Isn't forever
And it's not the weather
Hand me my leather
I could just pretend that you love me
The night would lose all sense of fear
But why do I need you to love me
When you can't Hold what I hold dear
Oh God
Could it be the weather
Oh God
Why am I here
If love Isn't forever
And it's not the weather
Hand me my leather
I almost ran over an angel
He had a nice big fat cigar
"In a sense" he said "You're alone here
So if you jump you best jump far"
Oh God
Could it be the weather
Oh God
Why am I here
If love Isn't forever
And it's not the weather

Love at first sight, lasts all night
Baby, from the moment you opened my fly
It's been alright, for my gesundheit
Baby, from the moment you crossed my eye
Here it comes, here it comes
I don't know where to go, it's a sadomasochism
Sharper than a razor she hurts me with a laser beam
Medieval server, she do me no favor in between
She stole, she stole my hard earned money
I got the straps on, you're having your fun
Baby, from the moment you beat my drum
It's been alright, for my gesundheit
Baby, from the moment you opened my eye
Here it comes, here it comes
I don't know where to go, it's a sadomasochism
Sharper than a razor she hurts me with a laser beam
Medieval server, she do me no favor in between
She stole, she stole my dignity
Burnin' leather, keeps her together
Burnin' leather, keeps her together
Burnin' leather, keeps her together
Burnin' leather, keeps her together

Lather was thirty years old today.
They took away all of his toys.
His mother sent newspaper clippings to him,
About his old friends who'd stopped being boys.
There was Harwitz E. Green, just turned thirty-three,
His leather chair waits at the bank.
And Sergeant Dow Jones, twenty-seven years old,
Commanding his very own tank.
But Lather still finds it a nice thing to do,
To lie about nude in the sand,
Drawing pictures of mountains that look like bumps
And thrashing the air with his hands.
But wait, ol' Lather's productive, you know,
He produces the finest of sound,
Putting drumsticks on either side of his nose,
Snorting the best licks in town,
But that's all over...
Lather was thirty years old today
And lather came foam from his tongue.
He looked at me, eyes wide, and plainly saying,
"Is it true that I'm no longer young?"
And the children call him famous,
What the old men call insane.
And sometimes, he's so nameless,
That he hardly knows what game to play,
Which words to say.
And I should have told him, 'No, you're not old.'

i can't say another word i fed these lies they're posion breathing i don't know what's left remaining as i continue looking through cracked windows i'm nothing lie to my face be proud and full of praise i can't find a place to hide i shut my eyes they're sore and bleeding i don't know what's left worth seeing i don't know what's left worth seeing no, i don't want sympathy so don't sit with me face doubled cause i'm still waiting to see this falling down yes i'm still waiting to be beat down flat i won't look back i am still falling down

You twist my time
and I don't want you to
'cause I was happy at the volume I was at
Before you turn me up
And I'm, oh, so loud
That I'm deafening myself
Above the buzzing of the crowd
You are so cool
Then my temperature must be a little bit chilly
'Cause you melt me every time.
And I look your way
and you send me rocketing high
Because you don’t notice my eyes.
And I'm armoured with nothing
but the space between you and I
I’m enamoured by you... by you.
Last night in slumber
I met you walking upon some astroplane circumstance
And your breath upon my back convinced me that

I like a man who can rock his leather
Rock his leather
Rock his leather
I had a dream last night
That blood was dripping from my teeth
I licked my lips and cut the chain
That held my inner beast
I like a man who can rock his leather
Rock his leather
Rock his leather
You want it
Kiss it kiss it
You want it
Want it want it
You want it
Kiss it kiss it kiss it
Get up on it on it
As I unzip this zipper
Leather pulls away like glue
And every button
Pop-pop-popping
Leads me right to you
I like a man who can rock his leather
Rock his leather
Rock his leather
You want it
Kiss it kiss it
You want it
Want it want it
You want it
Kiss it kiss it kiss it
Get up on it on it
And when you get on top
And when you get on top
And when you get on top
Pop pop pop pop pop
We going going for a ride in my Harley
I like a man who can rock his leather
Rock his leather
Rock his leather
You want it
Kiss it kiss it
You want it
Want it want it
You want it
Kiss it kiss it kiss it

When you kiss the base of my spine
Make my body into your shrine
You give me this feeling deep inside
One that I can no longer disguise
While other snakes just shed their skins
Fucked holes pointing out my sins
Even though I realise that history's not on my side
Even though I realise the pioneer skin still curls up in my eyes
If I don't go crazy, I'll lose my mind
I saw a life before me but now I'm blind
I wanna go to heaven, never been there before
I wanna go to heaven, so you give me some more
Flying high upon the gallows
Too messed up to step out of the shadows
A drugged up heart that knows no sorrow
Rescued from this deep dark hole
Stick on these boots and sharpen the nails
Time is nigh for you leather girls
Maybe we should end this race
Vanish while we cannot leave no trace
If I don't go crazy, I'll lose my mind
I saw a life before me, but now I'm blind
See one-arm film stars on alien beaches
Potted gold and tattooed faces
Harrison murals on the corner, tupperware boxes full of hops
Diazepam dreams there catching streams
Paper dinosaurs flash blue and green
Still I've got a flash-bulb head
Still I've got a flash-bulb head
If I don't go crazy, I'll lose my mind
I saw a life before me but now I'm blind
I wanna go to heaven, never been there before
I wanna go to heaven, so you give me some more
Come along nice, come along dead
Scorpio rising, and paint it red
A psychic equalizer in your head
Come along nice, come along dead
Scorpio rising, and paint it red

Sufferin' guaranteed
You go and take a chance baby
I know just how it feels - yeah, feels good
You're my leather, girl - crack down the whip
You're my leather, girl
And I talk that way to you about it
You can't help how you feel goin'
I'll knock you on your knees and bleed you
And I will make it clear
You're my leather, girl - crack down the whip
You're my leather, girl
Why? Your flesh wrapped tight around me baby
Why are they always dyin' on me
It's just a little skin - I stick it in
Can't help how you feel
You're my leather, girl - crack down the whip