Love Ire & Song

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 pamphlets 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

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

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

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