The Sand In The Gears - Frank Turner

Can’t I just spend the next four years at a punk show?

I want to spend the next four years in the front row

Because if the world outside is going to shit

Then you will find me in the centre of the circle pit

I’m going to spend the next four years at a punk show

Can’t I just spend the next four years getting wasted?

Maybe if I drink enough whisky shots I can face it

Because if we’re welcoming in World War Three

Then I’m waving goodbye to my sobriety

I’m going to spend the next four years getting wasted

What do we do if they don’t represent us?

What do we do, do, do?

I thought that we were winning the war against the homophobes and the racists

You can’t be serious man, we can’t be this fucked

Well I’m sorry, old friends, I guess it’s time to suck it up

Don’t go giving up now, here’s what we do:

We can’t just spend the next four years in a safe space

I’m going to spend the next four years getting outraged

So every single day let’s find a brand new way

To let the motherfuckers know that we can’t be swept away

I’m going to spend the next four years on the barricades

A change is going to come, and there’s nothing to be done

A change is going to come, come, come:

The only thing to choose is to decide which way you’re going to jump

So don’t give into the hatred;

don’t give into the fear

Pour yourself a shot of anger to go with your beer

Let’s be the sand in the gears for the next four years

Let’s be the sand in the gears for the next four years

Let’s be the sand in the gears for the next four years

Let’s be the sand in the gears for the next four years

Let’s be the sand in the gears for the next four years

Trust me, it’s going to be a long four years

(Let's be the sand in the gears for the next four years)

Trust me, it’s going to be a long four years

(Let's be the sand in the gears for the next four years)

Trust me, it’s going to be a long four years

Let’s be the sand in the gears for the next four years