paroles de chanson I Knew Prufrock Before He Was Famous - Frank Turner

Let′s begin in the beginning
We're lovers and we′re losers
We're heroes and we're pioneers
And we′re beggars and we′re choosers
We're skirting round the edges
Of the ideal demographic
We′re almost on the guest list
But we're always stuck in traffic
We′ve watched our close associates
Up and play their parts
They're chatting up the it girls
And they′re tearing up the charts
While we were paying with coppers
To get our round in at the bar.
We're the see-team, we're the almost famous
Old friends of the stars
Justin is the last
Of the great romantic poets
And he′s the only one among us
Who is ever going to make it
We planned a revolution
From a cheap Southampton bistro.
I don′t remember details
But there were English boys with banjos
Jay is our Saint George, and he's standing on a wooden chair
And he sings songs and he slays dragons and he′s losing all his hair
In plaid instead of rhinestones and living in South London
And no one's really clear about Tommy′s job description
But it's pretty clear he′s vital to the whole damn operation
Dave Danger smiles at strangers, Tre's the safest girl I know
Zo and Harpes will skamper up to victory in the city we call home
We won't change our ways
We will proud remain when the glory fades
When the glory fades
I am sick and tired of people
Who are living on the be list
They′re waiting to be famous
And they′re wondering why they do this
And I know I'm not the one who is habitually optimistic
But I′m the one who's got the microphone here so just remember this
Life is about love last minutes and lost evenings
About fire in our bellies and furtive little feelings
And the aching amplitudes that set our needles all a-flickering
And help us with remembering that
The only thing that′s left to do is live
After all the loving and the losing
For the heroes and the pioneers
The only thing that's left to do
Is get another round in at the bar