We Shall Not Overcome - Frank Turner

The bands I like, they don’t sell too many records

And the girls I like, they don’t kiss too many boys

Books I read will never be best sellers, yeah

But come on fellas at least we made our choice, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey

What do we want?

And when do we want it?

And how would we feel if we knew that we were never gonna get it?

And where did we start from?

And where are we going?

Can anyone here say with any certainty that they know what they’re doing?

Ever feel like an awkward understudy

Thrown into a cast where you just don’t get along?

All the crowd and the crew are standing silent staring

And you can’t shake the feeling that, somehow, you’re doing it wrong

What do we want?

Mum and dad always seemed like they had a plan

Everything fell apart when mum moved on, now dad’s a broken man

And all these decisions, they keep getting made

I can’t remember making them and nobody wants to explain

We’re all awkward understudies wearing comfortable shoes

Getting comfortable with doing it wrong

Missed the dress rehearsals and we had too much to drink before the show but

now it’s show time so let’s sing it out strong

Be a fan of every band that made you want to move your feet

Fall in love with every person who ever made your heart want to skip a beat

So come on, come on, come on!

What do we want?

We shall not overcome

We shall underwhelm

Hey, hey

Because the lives we lead, may not be so very perfect

And the plans we make may not serve some final purpose

But the hearts we heed, they still beat the way they used to

If you’re doing it wrong, well yeah what you gonna do?

What do we want?