FRANK TURNER: POETRY OF THE DEED

G chord in intro and chorus:

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G (320003@1)             Em (022000@1)           C (x32010@1)name="chord_320003@1">G               Em (022000@1)           F (133211@1)    C (x32010@1)G (320003@1)                        Am (x02210@1)                                 EmThey're (022000@1)coming out of the walls, they're coming up through the streets,
                               F (133211@1)                  Cthey're (x32010@1)quicksilver wracked by some invisible beat.
G (320003@1)                      Am (x02210@1)                     EmRight (022000@1)outside of your door the very stones come alive.
                            F (133211@1)              C (x32010@1)          AmThey (x02210@1)are the spring in the step, the distant look in the eyes.

F (133211@1)                   AmPut (x02210@1)your Baudelaire away
         F (133211@1)                    G (320003@1)and come outside and play.

Em (022000@1)             C (x32010@1)                         GMe (320003@1)and all my friends are poets of the deed,
Em (022000@1)           C (x32010@1)                      Gwe're (320003@1)exactly what this country needs.
Em (022000@1)                     C (x32010@1)                     GWe (320003@1)scratch until we're drunk, we drink until we bleed.
                         Em (022000@1)         F (133211@1)       CWe (x32010@1)are what we believe.

G (320003@1)              Am (x02210@1)                     EmPentameter (022000@1)in attack, iambic pulse in the veins,
            F (133211@1)            Cfree (x32010@1)verse powered of the street light mains,
G (320003@1)              Am (x02210@1)                    Eman (022000@1)Iliad played out without a shadow of doubt
                       F (133211@1)            C (x32010@1)             Ambetween (x02210@1)the end of the club and the sun coming out.
       F (133211@1)                     AmLeave (x02210@1)Kerouac at his desk, 
          F (133211@1)                 Gwe (320003@1)have romance in our risks.

Em (022000@1)           C (x32010@1)                            GMe (320003@1)and all my friends are poets of the deed,
Em (022000@1)           C (x32010@1)               Gwe're (320003@1)exactly what this country needs.
Em (022000@1)                    C (x32010@1)                      GWe (320003@1)scratch until we're drunk, we drink until we bleed.

And here's what we believe.

Em (022000@1)                     Cbefore (x32010@1)we get bored, let's be inspired,
Em (022000@1)                           Clet's (x32010@1)ignore the applause and set the theatre on fire,
Em (022000@1)                      Cfight (x32010@1)every war like the drunks in the choir,
Am (x02210@1)                            Dput (xx0232@1)our art where our mouths are: Poetry of the deed.
C (x32010@1)   C/B (x2555x@1)     Am (x02210@1)                 enough with words and technical theses,

C (x32010@1)   C/B (x2555x@1)     Am (x02210@1)                  let's grab life by the throat and live it to pieces.

C (x32010@1)          C/B (x2555x@1)           Am (x02210@1)     We can choose, we can change,
  G (320003@1)                       Dand (xx0232@1)if we don't, we're just afraid of living life
            C (x32010@1)                  C/Blike (x2555x@1)we're loved and in love and alive
                           Amto (x02210@1)all the things we could be if we just believed that

G (320003@1)          C (x32010@1)                      D/F#life (200232@1)is too short to be lived without poetry.
               Bm (x24432@1)             DIf (xx0232@1)you've got soul darling now come on and show it me.
G (320003@1)              C (x32010@1)                      D/F#But (200232@1)life is too long to just sing the one song,
                     Bm (x24432@1)       D (xx0232@1)            Cso (x32010@1)we'll burn like a beacon and then we'll be gone