| Song | Once We Were Anarchists |
| Artist | Frank Turner |
| Album | Sleep Is For The Week |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The demonstrations got boring br /> | |
| Well it was obvious that the government was ignoring us. | |
| It抯 hard to drag yourself through empty streets | |
| On an empty stomach and no sleep. | |
| The shortcomings got clearer, | |
| As the price we paid got dearer and dearer. | |
| It抯 supposed to be a case of give and take br /> | |
| Well I was feeling the give and making a mistake. | |
| And I抳e heard it said that the unexamined life | |
| Isn抰 much worth living, and | |
| I抦 sure they抮e right. | |
| But it抯 hard to keep on fighting the good fight | |
| When no one else seems bothered, yeah, | |
| When no one抯 on your side. | |
| I抳e got friends who are bankers, | |
| And it抯 an easy rhyme to call them wankers, | |
| But I must say | |
| I envy the way that they live | |
| In a style that抯 all take and no give, | |
| While I抦 playing the | |
| Lone Ranger, | |
| Riding to the rescue of six billion strangers, | |
| Armed with only unoriginal songs | |
| And a sense that something抯 wrong. | |
| And I must admit that | |
| I抦 tired of saying 搉oall the time. | |
| But I must admit that | |
| I don抰 really know what would be right. | |
| And if politics is helping all the people then my political career is pretty fucked, | |
| Because the truth is | |
| I don抰 like people all that much. | |
| The times they aren抰 a-changing br /> | |
| Yeah, England抯 still shit and it抯 still raining, | |
| And everybody抯 jaded and tired and bored | |
| And no one lifts a finger because | |
| It抯 just not in our culture. | |
| Our culture is carrion and we抮e all vultures, | |
| And no one seems bothered by this state of play br /> | |
| It seems that the stench is with us to stay. | |
| So I had a go, | |
| I tried examining life. | |
| It wasn抰 much worth living | |
| I guess they抮e right. | |
| And I抦 tired of fighting a fight that抯 not my fight. | |
| But so is everybody else we抮e all on the same side. | |
| I抦 young enough to be all pissed off | |
| But I抦 old enough to be jaded. | |
| I抦 of the age where | |
| I want things to change | |
| But with age my hopes have faded. | |
| I抦 young and bored of being young and bored br /> | |
| If I was old | |
| I could say | |
| I抎 seen it all before. | |
| In short, | |
| I抦 tired, and in short | |
| I抦 probably fired. | |
| If the revolution doesn抰 want me | |
| I don抰 give a shit. |
| The demonstrations got boring br | |
| Well it was obvious that the government was ignoring us. | |
| It zha hard to drag yourself through empty streets | |
| On an empty stomach and no sleep. | |
| The shortcomings got clearer, | |
| As the price we paid got dearer and dearer. | |
| It zha supposed to be a case of give and take br | |
| Well I was feeling the give and making a mistake. | |
| And I ni e heard it said that the unexamined life | |
| Isn yang much worth living, and | |
| I bing sure they zhen e right. | |
| But it zha hard to keep on fighting the good fight | |
| When no one else seems bothered, yeah, | |
| When no one zha on your side. | |
| I ni e got friends who are bankers, | |
| And it zha an easy rhyme to call them wankers, | |
| But I must say | |
| I envy the way that they live | |
| In a style that zha all take and no give, | |
| While I bing playing the | |
| Lone Ranger, | |
| Riding to the rescue of six billion strangers, | |
| Armed with only unoriginal songs | |
| And a sense that something zha wrong. | |
| And I must admit that | |
| I bing tired of saying que o all the time. | |
| But I must admit that | |
| I don yang really know what would be right. | |
| And if politics is helping all the people then my political career is pretty fucked, | |
| Because the truth is | |
| I don yang like people all that much. | |
| The times they aren yang achanging br | |
| Yeah, England zha still shit and it zha still raining, | |
| And everybody zha jaded and tired and bored | |
| And no one lifts a finger because | |
| It zha just not in our culture. | |
| Our culture is carrion and we zhen e all vultures, | |
| And no one seems bothered by this state of play br | |
| It seems that the stench is with us to stay. | |
| So I had a go, | |
| I tried examining life. | |
| It wasn yang much worth living | |
| I guess they zhen e right. | |
| And I bing tired of fighting a fight that zha not my fight. | |
| But so is everybody else we zhen e all on the same side. | |
| I bing young enough to be all pissed off | |
| But I bing old enough to be jaded. | |
| I bing of the age where | |
| I want things to change | |
| But with age my hopes have faded. | |
| I bing young and bored of being young and bored br | |
| If I was old | |
| I could say | |
| I yun seen it all before. | |
| In short, | |
| I bing tired, and in short | |
| I bing probably fired. | |
| If the revolution doesn yang want me | |
| I don yang give a shit. |
| The demonstrations got boring br | |
| Well it was obvious that the government was ignoring us. | |
| It zhā hard to drag yourself through empty streets | |
| On an empty stomach and no sleep. | |
| The shortcomings got clearer, | |
| As the price we paid got dearer and dearer. | |
| It zhā supposed to be a case of give and take br | |
| Well I was feeling the give and making a mistake. | |
| And I nǐ e heard it said that the unexamined life | |
| Isn yāng much worth living, and | |
| I bǐng sure they zhěn e right. | |
| But it zhā hard to keep on fighting the good fight | |
| When no one else seems bothered, yeah, | |
| When no one zhā on your side. | |
| I nǐ e got friends who are bankers, | |
| And it zhā an easy rhyme to call them wankers, | |
| But I must say | |
| I envy the way that they live | |
| In a style that zhā all take and no give, | |
| While I bǐng playing the | |
| Lone Ranger, | |
| Riding to the rescue of six billion strangers, | |
| Armed with only unoriginal songs | |
| And a sense that something zhā wrong. | |
| And I must admit that | |
| I bǐng tired of saying què o all the time. | |
| But I must admit that | |
| I don yāng really know what would be right. | |
| And if politics is helping all the people then my political career is pretty fucked, | |
| Because the truth is | |
| I don yāng like people all that much. | |
| The times they aren yāng achanging br | |
| Yeah, England zhā still shit and it zhā still raining, | |
| And everybody zhā jaded and tired and bored | |
| And no one lifts a finger because | |
| It zhā just not in our culture. | |
| Our culture is carrion and we zhěn e all vultures, | |
| And no one seems bothered by this state of play br | |
| It seems that the stench is with us to stay. | |
| So I had a go, | |
| I tried examining life. | |
| It wasn yāng much worth living | |
| I guess they zhěn e right. | |
| And I bǐng tired of fighting a fight that zhā not my fight. | |
| But so is everybody else we zhěn e all on the same side. | |
| I bǐng young enough to be all pissed off | |
| But I bǐng old enough to be jaded. | |
| I bǐng of the age where | |
| I want things to change | |
| But with age my hopes have faded. | |
| I bǐng young and bored of being young and bored br | |
| If I was old | |
| I could say | |
| I yǔn seen it all before. | |
| In short, | |
| I bǐng tired, and in short | |
| I bǐng probably fired. | |
| If the revolution doesn yāng want me | |
| I don yāng give a shit. |