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Frank Turner Poetry Of The Deed

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Frank Turner. Poetry of the Deed. Dan's Song. Frank Turner. Poësie van die Akte. Dan's Song.
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Me and my friend Dan are going to get some beers And then we're going to go down to the park and drink them there We'll bust out in the sun with a guitar

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Lirieke

Frank Turner. Poetry of the Deed. Isabel. Frank Turner. Poësie van die Akte. Isabel.
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So now the years are rolling by, and it?s not long since you and I could have been train drivers and astronauts. And now we?re stuck in furnished ruts

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Lirieke

Frank Turner. Poetry of the Deed. Live Fast Die Old. Frank Turner. Poësie van die Akte. Live Fast Die Ou.
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I bought my soul back from the devil And now I'm keeping it all to myself I'm checking myself out of the program Because I know what's best for my health

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Lirieke

Frank Turner. Poetry of the Deed. Poetry Of The Deed. Frank Turner. Poësie van die Akte. Poësie van die daad.
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applause and set the theater on fire Fight every war like the drunks in the choir Put our art where our mouths are poetry of the deed Enough with words

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Lirieke

Frank Turner. Poetry of the Deed. Richard Divine. Frank Turner. Poësie van die Akte. Richard Goddelike.
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Richard Divine made up his mind To take the last few steps to bathroom door From his bedroom floor and to lock himself in Steady young hands, meticulous

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Lirieke

Frank Turner. Poetry of the Deed. Sunday Nights. Frank Turner. Poësie van die Akte. Sondagaande.
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never lasts and we'll never learn We can still make this one to remember It's Sunday night and we've time to burn Tomorrow morning can wait its turn

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Lirieke

Frank Turner. Poetry of the Deed. Sons Of Liberty. Frank Turner. Poësie van die Akte. Sons Of Liberty.
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Once an honest man could go from sunrise to its set Without encountering agents of his state or government But a sorry cloud of tyranny has fallen across

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Lirieke

Frank Turner. Poetry of the Deed. The Fastest Way Back Home. Frank Turner. Poësie van die Akte. Die vinnigste manier om Back Home.
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I should have seen you were coming, I should have been prepared After all, getting half of what you wish for isn't so rare But still I wasn't ready, you

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Lirieke

Frank Turner. Poetry of the Deed. The Road. Frank Turner. Poësie van die Akte. Die Pad.
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To the east, to the east, the road beneath my feet To the west, to the west but I haven't got there yet And to the north, to the north, never to be caught

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Lirieke

Frank Turner. Poetry of the Deed. Try This At Home. Frank Turner. Poësie van die Akte. Probeer dit by die huis.
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such thing as rock stars There's just people who play music And some of them are just like us And some of them are dicks So quick, turn off your stereo

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Lirieke

Frank Turner. Poetry of the Deed. Our Lady Of The Campfire. Frank Turner. Poësie van die Akte. Ons Dame van die kampvuur.
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Tonight is her night and the city holds its breath Caught twixt life and death As she rolls in from the suburbs The garrison flees and the city will burn

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Lirieke

Frank Turner. Poetry of the Deed. Faithful Son. Frank Turner. Poësie van die Akte. Getrou Seun.
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Meet me on the edges of this city Meet me where the underground runs out Bring a picnic blanket and your pity A pen and paper, so I can write things down

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Lirieke

Frank Turner. Poetry of the Deed. Journey Of The Magi. Frank Turner. Poësie van die Akte. Reis van die konings.
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Moses was old, a chill in his bones Falling apart, he knew in his heart that his time had come As he lay in his tent in the hot desert sands He smiled

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Lirieke

Frank Turner. Poetry Of The Deed. Frank Turner. Poësie van die daad.
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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

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Lirieke

Frank Turner. Poetry Of The Deed. Dan's Song. Frank Turner. Poësie van die daad. Dan's Song.
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Me and my friend Dan are going to get some beers and then we're going to go down to the park and drink them there. We'll bask out in the sun, bring a

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Lirieke

Frank Turner. Poetry Of The Deed. Faithful Son. Frank Turner. Poësie van die daad. Getrou Seun.
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Meet me on the edges of this city, meet me where the underground runs out. Bring a picnic blanket and your pity, a pen and paper, so I can write things

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Lirieke

Frank Turner. Poetry Of The Deed. Journey Of The Magi. Frank Turner. Poësie van die daad. Reis van die konings.
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Moses was old, a chill in his bones. Falling apart, he knew in his heart that his time had come. As he lay in his tent in the hot desert sands, he smiled

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Lirieke

Frank Turner. Poetry Of The Deed. Our Lady Of The Campfire. Frank Turner. Poësie van die daad. Ons Dame van die kampvuur.
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Tonight is her night, and the city holds is breath, caught twixt life and death, as she rolls in from the suburbs, the garrison flees and the city will

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