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Frank Turner Poetry Of The Deed Lyrics
Total views: 1 time this week / Rating: 8.33/10 [3 votes]Album: Poetry of the Deed / Original Release Date: 2009-09-07Genre: AlternativeSong Duration: 3 min 25 sec
FRANK TURNER
- Poetry Of The Deed Lyrics / with translationsThey're coming out of the walls, they're coming up through the streets,
they're quicksilver wracked by some invisible beat.
Right outside of your door the very stones come alive.
They are the spring in the step, the distant look in the eyes.
Put your Baudelaire away and come outside and play.
Me and all my friends are poets of the deed,
we're exactly what this country needs.
We scratch until we're drunk, we drink until we bleed.
We are what we believe.
Pentameter in attack, iambic pulse in the veins,
free verse powered of the street light mains,
an Iliad played out without a shadow of doubt
between the end of the club and the sun coming out.
Leave Kerouac at his desk, we have romance in our risks.
And here's what we believe: before we get bored, let's be inspired,
let's ignore the applause and set the theatre on fire,
fight every war like the drunks in the choir,
put our art where our mouths are: Poetry of the deed.
So enough with words and technical theses,
let’s grab life by the throat and live it to pieces.
We can choose, we can change,
and if we don't, we're just afraid of living life
like we're loved and in love and alive
to all the things we could be if we just believed
that life is too short to be lived without poetry.
If you've got soul darling now come on and show it me.
But life is too long to just sing the one song,
so we'll burn like a beacon and then we'll be gone.
they're quicksilver wracked by some invisible beat.
Right outside of your door the very stones come alive.
They are the spring in the step, the distant look in the eyes.
Put your Baudelaire away and come outside and play.
Me and all my friends are poets of the deed,
we're exactly what this country needs.
We scratch until we're drunk, we drink until we bleed.
We are what we believe.
Pentameter in attack, iambic pulse in the veins,
free verse powered of the street light mains,
an Iliad played out without a shadow of doubt
between the end of the club and the sun coming out.
Leave Kerouac at his desk, we have romance in our risks.
let's ignore the applause and set the theatre on fire,
fight every war like the drunks in the choir,
put our art where our mouths are: Poetry of the deed.
So enough with words and technical theses,
let’s grab life by the throat and live it to pieces.
We can choose, we can change,
and if we don't, we're just afraid of living life
like we're loved and in love and alive
to all the things we could be if we just believed
that life is too short to be lived without poetry.
If you've got soul darling now come on and show it me.
But life is too long to just sing the one song,
so we'll burn like a beacon and then we'll be gone.
Facts about Poetry Of The Deed
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Poetry Of The Deed is written by Francis Edward Turner.
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It is first released on September 07, 2009 as part of Frank Turner's album "Poetry of the Deed" which includes 13 tracks in total. This song is the 3rd track on this album.
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Poetry Of The Deed falls under the genre Alternative.
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Poetry Of The Deed song length is 3 minutes and 25 seconds.
Who wrote Poetry Of The Deed lyrics?
Poetry Of The Deed is written by Francis Edward Turner.
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When was Poetry Of The Deed released?
It is first released on September 07, 2009 as part of Frank Turner's album "Poetry of the Deed" which includes 13 tracks in total. This song is the 3rd track on this album.
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Which genre is Poetry Of The Deed?
Poetry Of The Deed falls under the genre Alternative.
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How long is the song Poetry Of The Deed?
Poetry Of The Deed song length is 3 minutes and 25 seconds.
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Record Label(s): 2009 Xtra Mile Recordings Ltd , Under Exclusive License To Epitaph
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Poetry Of The Deed
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