Let's begin at the beginning We're lovers and we're losers We're heroes and we're pioneers And we're beggars and we're choosers We're skirting around the edges Of the ideal demographic We're almost on the guestlist But we're always stuck in traffic We've watched our close associates Up and play their parts Chatting up the it girls And they're tearing up the charts While we were paying with coppers To get our rounds in at the bar We're the C-Team, we're the almost famous Old friends of the stars Justin is the last Of the great romantic poets And he's the only one among us Who is ever gonna make it We planned a revolution From a cheap Southampton bistro I don't remember details But there were English boys with banjos Jay is our St George, and he's standing on a wooden chair And he sings songs and he slays dragons, and he's losing all his hair And Adam is the resurrected spirit of Gram Parsons In plaid instead of rhinestone and living in South London And no one's really clear about Tommy's job description But it's pretty clear he's vital to the whole damn operation And Dave Danger smiles at strangers, Tre's the safest girl I know Zo and Harps will scamper up to victory in the city we call home We won't change our ways, we will proud remain when the glory fades When the glory fades Yeah, I am sick and tired of people Who are living on the B-list Yeah, they're waiting to be famous And they're wondering why they do this And I know I'm not the one who is habitually optimistic But I'm the one who's got the microphone here, so just remember this Yeah, well life is about love, last minutes and lost evenings About fire in our bellies and furtive little feelings And the aching amplitudes that set our needles all a-flickering And help us with remembering that the only thing that's left to do is live Yeah, the only thing that's left to do is live After all the loving and the losing For the heroes and the pioneers The only thing that's left to do Is get another round in at the bar
Thank you, Frank Turner!
One of my favorite songs from one of my favorite musicians
the best 15 songs of my life. oh my god. im in love.
Let's begin at the beginning
We're lovers and we're losers
We're heroes and we're pioneers
And we're beggars and we're choosers
We're skirting around the edges
Of the ideal demographic
We're almost on the guestlist
But we're always stuck in traffic
We've watched our close associates
Up and play their parts
Chatting up the it girls
And they're tearing up the charts
While we were paying with coppers
To get our rounds in at the bar
We're the C-Team, we're the almost famous
Old friends of the stars
Justin is the last
Of the great romantic poets
And he's the only one among us
Who is ever gonna make it
We planned a revolution
From a cheap Southampton bistro
I don't remember details
But there were English boys with banjos
Jay is our St George, and he's standing on a wooden chair
And he sings songs and he slays dragons, and he's losing all his hair
And Adam is the resurrected spirit of Gram Parsons
In plaid instead of rhinestone and living in South London
And no one's really clear about Tommy's job description
But it's pretty clear he's vital to the whole damn operation
And Dave Danger smiles at strangers, Tre's the safest girl I know
Zo and Harps will scamper up to victory in the city we call home
We won't change our ways, we will proud remain when the glory fades
When the glory fades
Yeah, I am sick and tired of people
Who are living on the B-list
Yeah, they're waiting to be famous
And they're wondering why they do this
And I know I'm not the one who is habitually optimistic
But I'm the one who's got the microphone here, so just remember this
Yeah, well life is about love, last minutes and lost evenings
About fire in our bellies and furtive little feelings
And the aching amplitudes that set our needles all a-flickering
And help us with remembering that the only thing that's left to do is live
Yeah, the only thing that's left to do is live
After all the loving and the losing
For the heroes and the pioneers
The only thing that's left to do
Is get another round in at the bar
Always makes me grin with Beans reference. Fucking LOVE Beans!
This song is the only reason I'm proud to be from Southampton
be proud anyway its your home
Woooo Southampton!
adam is the resurrected spirit :3 * . *
Thanks James Roberts for this awesome ost for Transformers MTMTE
get another round in at the bar
c-c-c-c-c-c-combo breaker
I well wanna know who Tre is
Frank Turner's tour manager, Tre Stead!
My country has fascism
Fuck sake.
*sigh*
Nice guy and great entertainer but in the end the philistine of folkpunk
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Fourth:3
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