Love Ire And Song Lyrics - Frank Turner

Well a teacher of mine once told me 

That life was just a list of disappoints and defeats 

And you could only do your best, 

And I said "That's a fucking cop-out, you're just washed up and your tired, and when I get to your age I won't be such a coward" 

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

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

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

Are just coasters for beers and clean surfaces for drugs 

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

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

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

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

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

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

And got let down again by some poor excuse for protest 

Yeah by idiot fucking hippies in 50 different factions 

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

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 

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

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

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

Well we've been a good few hours drinking 

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

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

Then we might as well have a parade 

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

And a better plan's set to get forming 

Then where's the harm spending an evening 

In manning the old barricades, so come on old friends to the streets 

Let's be 1905 but not 1917, let's be heroes, let's be martyrs, let's be radical thinkers 

Who never have to test drive the least of their dreams 

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

And then ride to the valleys like the old life brigade 

And straighten our backs and we won't be afraid 

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 

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

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

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

Leave the mourning the to the morning 

Yeah pain can be killed 

With aspirin tablets and vitamin pills 

But memories of hope, and glorious defeat 

Are a little bit harder to beat