Frank Turner – Love Ire And Song (Ukulele)

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Well a teacher of mine once told me

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That life was just a list of disappoints and defeats

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And you could only do your best,

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And I said "That's a fucking cop-out, you're just washed up and your tired,

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And when I get to your age, well, I won't be such a coward"

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But these days I sit at home, known to shout at my TV

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And Punk Rock didn't live up to what I hoped that it could be

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And all the things that I believed with all my heart when I was young

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Are just coasters for beers and clean surfaces for drugs

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And I packed all my pamflets with my bibles at the back of the shelf

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Well, it was bad enough the feeling, and the first time it hit

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When you realised your parents had let the world all go to shit

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And that the values and ideals for which many had fought and died

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Had been killed off in the committees and left to die by the wayside

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But it was worse when we turned to the kids on the left

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And got let down again by some poor excuse for protest

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Yeah by idiot fucking hippies in 50 different factions

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Who are locked inside some kind of 60's battle re-enactment

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And I hung up my banner in disgust and I head for the door

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Oh but once we were young, and we were crass enough to care

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But I guess you live and learn, we won't make that mistake again, no

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Oh but surely just for one day, we could fight and we could win

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And if only for a little while, we could insist on the impossible

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Well we've been a good few hours drinking

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So I'm going to say what everyone's thinkng

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If we're stuck on this ship and it's sinking

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Then we might as well have a parade

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Cause if it's still going to hurt in the morning

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And a better plan's yet to get forming

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Then wheres the harm in spending an evening

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In manning the old barri-cades

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So come on, old friends, to the streets

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Let's be 1905, but not 1917,

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Let's be heroes, let's be martyrs, let's be radical thinkers

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Who never have to test drive the least of their dreams

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Let's divide up the world into the damned and the saved

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And then ride to the valley like the old light brigade

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And straighten our backs and we won't be afraid

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And they'll celebrate our deaths with a national parade

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So come on, let's be young, let's be crass enough to care

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Let's refuse to live and learn, let's make all our mistakes again, yes

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And then darling, just for one day, yeah, we can fight and we can win

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And if only for a little while, we could insist on the impossible, oh

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Leave the mourning to the morning

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Yeah pain can be killed

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With aspirin tablets and vitamin pills

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But memories of hope, and of glorious defeat

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Are a little bit harder to beat