Once We Were Anarchists

[Produced By Ben Lloyd & Frank Turner] [Verse 1] The demonstrations got boring Well it was obvious that the government was ignoring us It’s 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’s supposed to be a case of give-and-take Well I was feeling the give and making a mistake [Pre-Chorus] And I’ve heard it said that the unexamined life Isn’t much worth living, and I’m sure they’re right But it’s hard to keep on fighting the good fight When no one else seems bothered, yeah When no one’s on your side [Chorus] I’m young enough to be all pissed off But I’m old enough to be jaded I’m of the age where I want things to change But with age my hopes have faded I’m young and bored of being young and bored If I was old I could say I’d seen it all before In short, I’m tired of giving a shit [Verse 2] I’ve got friends who are bankers And it’s an easy rhyme to call them wankers But I must say I envy the way that they live In a style that’s all take and no give While I’m playing the Lone Ranger Riding to the rescue of six billion strangers Armed with only unoriginal songs And a sense that something’s wrong [Bridge] And I must admit that I’m tired of saying "No" all the time But I must admit that I don’t 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’t like people all that much [Verse 3] The times they aren’t a-changing Yeah, England’s still shit and it’s still raining And everybody’s jaded and tired and bored And no one lifts a finger because It’s just not in our culture Our culture is carrion and we’re all vultures And no one seems bothered by this state of play It seems that the stench is with us to stay [Pre-Chorus] So I had a go, I tried examining life It wasn’t much worth living, I guess they’re right And I’m tired of fighting a fight that’s not my fight But so is everybody else, we’re all on the same side [Chorus] I’m young enough to be all pissed off But I’m old enough to be jaded I’m of the age where I want things to change But with age my hopes have faded I’m young and bored of being young and bored If I was old I could say I’d seen it all before In short, I’m tired, and in short I’m probably fired If the revolution doesn’t want me I don’t give a shit