Текст Frank Turner – The Sand In The Gears

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

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

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