Posterous theme by Cory Watilo

I still believe in the need for guitars and drums and desperate poetry.

I Still Believe ~Frank Turner~

I went to see Frank Turner at the Regal on Sunday. He's a great writer (http://frank-turner.com/blog/lyrics/) and his live act is stunning. I've seen him in large venues and small (my favourite gig was in the Cellar about three years ago) and I always leave with an aching throat, ringing ears, and a renewed belief in live music (and rock and roll).

 

I Still Believe ~Frank Turner~

Hear ye, hear ye, friends and Romans, countrymen.
Hear ye, hear ye, punks and skins and journeymen. Hear ye, hear ye, my sisters and my bretheren.
The time is coming near.

Come ye, come ye, to soulless corporate circus tops.
Come ye, come ye, to toilet circuit touring stops. Come ye, come ye, to bedrooms, bars and bunker squats.
The sound is ringing clear.

Now who'd have thought that after all,
Something as simple as rock and roll would save us all.
Now, who'd have thought that after all, it was rock and roll.

Hear ye, hear ye, now anybody could take this stage.
Hear ye, hear ye, and make miracles for minimum wage.
Hear ye, hear ye, these folk songs for the modern age,
Will hold us in their arms.

Right here, right now, Elvis brings his children home.
Right here, right now, you never have to feel alone.
Right here, right now, teenage kicks and gramophones.
We hold them in our hearts.

Now who'd have thought that after all,
Something as simple as rock and roll would save us all.
Now, who'd have thought that after all, it was rock and roll.

And I still believe in the saints.
Yeah, in Jerry Lee and in Johnny and all the greats.

And I still believe in the sound, that has the power to raise a temple and tear it down.
And I still believe in the need, for guitars and drums and desperate poetry.
And I still believe that everyone, can find a song for every time they've lost and everytime they've won.

So just remember folks we not just saving lives, we're saving souls, and we're having fun.

And I still believe.

Now who'd have thought that after all,
Something as simple as rock and roll would save us all.

Now who'd have thought after all,
Something so simple, something so small.
Who'd have thought that after all it's rock and roll.