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Something Of Freedom `Frank Turner`

Lord save me from those with my best interests at heart Lord save me from sleeves emblazoned with hearts From fools who place horses in front of their carts Who care less for learning than teaching For

Tell Tale Signs `Frank Turner`

now than just heartbreak in a short skirt You kind of remind me of scars on my arms that I made when I was a kid With a disassembled disposable razor I stole from my dad When I thought that suffering

Four Simple Words `Frank Turner`

Because we're all so very twenty first century You're probably listening to me on some kind of portable stereo Maybe you're sitting on the back of the bus Or it's running up your sleeve and

Song For Josh `Frank Turner`

Why didn't you say something On the last time we met? Why didn't you say something?

American Girl `Frank Turner`

Well, she was an American girl Raised on promises She couldn't help thinkin' That there was a little more to life somewhere else After all it was a great big world With lots of places to run to And if

Demons (Acoustic) `Frank Turner`

chance Hey physicians, heal thyself I'll make my own way down to Hell without your help At this truth we have arrived God damn, it's great to be alive Doesn't it just break your heart to know That none of

Good & Gone `Frank Turner`

I have searched for you In the darkness of a dozen dingy dance halls In countless queues in cafes in the suburbs In the bed clothes of a thousand stranger's bedrooms I have yearned for you In the airless

I Still Believe `Frank Turner`

ye to soulless corporate circus tops Come ye come ye to toilet circuit touring snobs Come ye come ye to bedrooms bars and bunker squats The sound is ringing clear Now who'd have thought that after all Something

Undeveloped Film `Frank Turner`

place on the high street that could still develop them I dropped them off and clean forgot It wasn't until this morning that I picked the pictures up And there before my eyes in vivid colour Pictures of

The Opening Act Of Spring `Frank Turner`

Oh the birds are ringing in The opening act of spring And I have fallen down and I'm so much worse than I have ever been Oh the season's acting strange And I know that something has to change But there

Plain Sailing Weather `Frank Turner`

Just give me one fine day of plain sailing weather And I can fuck up anything anything It was a wonderful life when we were together And now I've fucked up every little goddamn thing Amelie lied to

There Are Bad Times Just Around The Corner `Frank Turner`

They're out of sorts in Sunderland And terribly cross in Kent They're dull in Hull And the Isle of Mull Is seething with discontent They're nervous in northumberland And Devon is down the drain They're

The Fisher King Blues `Frank Turner`

Nashville country singers Singing about the terrible things their parents did Lovers don't be sparing with the truth Break their hearts if that's what you must do Fill them with remorse tinged with hope of

Recovery `Frank Turner`

Blacking in and out in a strange flat in east London Somebody I don't really know just gave me something to help set me down and stop me always thinking about you And you know your life is heading

Out Of Breath `Frank Turner`

where there's a hole Which marks the spot where you will lie when you are cold And you can run, you can hide, you can bitch and you can whine But you will never save your life When you meet death Be out of

The Angel Islington `Frank Turner`

By the waters of the Thames I resolve to start again To wash my feet and cleanse my sins To lose my cobwebs on the wind To fix the parts of me I broke To speak out loud the things I know I haven't been

Broken Piano `Frank Turner`

found myself drawn thoughtlessly Back to the place we used to live And you still do now without me Around the back away from the road Behind the bins beneath your window I found the hulk the rusting bulk Of

The Corner `Frank Turner`

Out on the corner of what I want, and what I intend to get day drinking and dreaming of you, I let the ashtray smoke my last cigarette Once I had a casual acquaintance with my impending doom years ago

Polaroid Picture `Frank Turner`

through the endless summers But everything changes You got married had children And I don't have your number The one I can remember is that place you used to live with your parents But in the stillness of

Tattoos `Frank Turner`

got my pay cheque from the man There's not so many jobs that I can get these days With these marks all over my hands But I'm gonna take that cheque I'm gonna head across the track To the wrong side of

This Town Ain't Big Enough For The One Of Me `Frank Turner`

A free house, a sound-system and a fridge full of beer I've known how this story ends for a good few years. The night lays out before my eyes, there's no new faces, no surprises.

Broken Piano (Demo) `Frank Turner`

myself drawn thoughtlessly Back to the place we used to live And you still do, now without me Around the back, away from the road Behind the bins, beneath your window I found the hulk, the rusting bulk Of

Glorious You (Acoustic) `Frank Turner`

tattoos you are directionless And I know you've been working as hard as you can To pre empt the question, the expectation and I understand So come on now if we all pull together We can lift up the weight of

Thatcher Fucked The Kids `Frank Turner`

We're all scared of the kids in our neighborhood They're not small, charming and harmless They're a violent bunch of bastard little shits And anyone who looks younger than me Makes me check for my wallet

Time Machine `Frank Turner`

I’ma gonna build myself a time machine On particle physics and the power steam It runs on diesel oil and Donnie Darko daydreams Packed a pair of socks and a hunting riffle Change of underwear and some

Casanova Lament `Frank Turner`

It isn't love, but every time I kind of wish it was.

Wherefore Art Thou Gene Simmons? `Frank Turner`

A mother said Beware of boys in bands And certainly don't let them write you songs For they will come to you on bended knee and kiss your pretty hands When the singing's done and the suns up they'll be

The Next Storm `Frank Turner`

spirit When you're not holding the roof up and knee deep in it And the pictures and the papers got ruined by the rain And we wondered if they'd ever get dry again But I don't want spend the whole of

Get Better `Frank Turner`

I got me a shovel And I'm digging a ditch And I'm going to fight for this four square feet of land like a mean old son of a bitch I got me a future I'm not stuck on the past I got no new tricks, yeah I'm

Anymore `Frank Turner`

arms from round me and walk away from you And I know I shouldn't have kissed you as a I left Darling I should have been stronger Not with a bang but with a whimper It wasn't hard it was kind of