Texty: Frank Turner. England Keep My Bones. I Still Believe.

Hear ye, hear ye
Friends and Romans, countrymen
Hear ye, hear ye
Punks and folks and journeymen

Hear ye, hear ye
My sisters and my brethren
Our time is coming near

Come ye, come ye
To soulless corporate circus tops
Come ye, come ye
To toilet circuit touring stops

Come ye, come ye
To bedrooms, bars and bunker squats
The sound is ringing clear

And who'd've thought that after all
Something as simple
As rock 'n' roll would save us all?
Who'd've thought that after all
It was rock n roll

Hear ye, hear ye
Now anyone can take the stage
Hear ye, hear ye
And make miracles for minimum wage

Hear ye, hear ye
These folk songs for the modern age
Will hold us in their arms

Right here, right now
Elvis brings his children home
Right here, right now
You never have to feel alone

Right here, right now
Teenage kicks and gramophones
We hold them in our hearts

Now who'd've thought that after all
Something as simple
As rock 'n' roll would save us all?
Who'd've thought that after all
It was rock n roll

And I still believe in the saints
Yeah, in Jerry Lee
And Johnny and all the greats
I still believe in the sound
That has the power
To raise a temple and tear it down

And I still believe in the need
For guitars and drums and desperate poetry
I still believe that everyone
Can find a song for every time they've lost
And every time they've won

So just remember, folks
We're not just saving lives
We're saving souls
And we're having fun

And I still believe
Now who'd've thought that after all
Something as simple
As rock 'n' roll would save us all?
Now who'd've thought, after all
Something so simple, something so small

Who'd've thought that after all
It's rock n roll