Biografía:
Frank Turner (nacido el 28 de Diciembre, de 1981) Es cantante y compositor ingles de folk.
Frank Turner fue el cantante de la banda punk inglesa llamada Millon Dead, la cual edito dos discos. En el 2005 la banda se separa y él empieza a hacer shows como solista.
Finalmente luego de algunos proyectos, edita su primer EP Campfire Punkrock en mayo del 2006. Su LP debut, Sleep is for the Week, fue lanzado a principios del 2007.
Después de una larga gira
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Otras canciones:
- 1933
- Be More Kind
- Blackout
- Dan's Song
- District Sleeps Alone Tonight
- Eulogy
- Fathers Day
- Get Better
- Glory Hallelujah
- I Am Disappeared
- I Knew Prufrock Before He Got Famous
- I Still Believe
- Long Live The Queen
- Lost
- Love 40 Down
- Love Ire And Song
- Make America Great Again
- Once We Were Anarchists
- Peggy Sang The Blues
- Photosynthesis
- Plain Sailing Weather
- Polaroid Picture
- Real Damage
- Reasons Not To Be An Idiot
- Recovery
- Sailors Boots
- Substitute
- The Ballad Of Me And My Friends
- The Next Storm
- The Road
- The Way I Tend To Be
- If Ever I Stray
- 21St Century Survival Blues
- 4 Simple Words
- A Love Worth Keeping
- After The Rush Hour
- Anymore
- Back To Sleep
- Ballad Of Steve
- Balthazar Impresario
- Barbara Allan
- Better Half
- Brave Face
- Broken Piano
- Build Me Up Buttercup
- Cleopatra In Brooklyn
- Common Ground
- Cowboy
- Dancing Queen
- Dans Song
- Demons
- Dont Worry
- English Curse
- Faithful Son
- Four Simple Words
- Front Crawl
- Get It Right
- Glorious You
- Glory Hallelujah Acoustic
- Going Nowhere
- Good And Gone
- Heart Of The Continent
- Heartless Bastard Motherfucker
- Hits And Mrs
- I Really Dont Care What You Did On Your Gap Year
- Isabel
- Jet Lag
- Josephine
- Journey Of The Magi
- Keira
- Least Of All Young Caroline
- Linoleum
- Little Aphrodite
- Little Changes
- Live Fast Die Old
- Longing For The Day
- Losing Days
- Mittens
- Mr Richards
- Must Try Harder
- My Kingdom For A Horse
- Nashville Tennessee
- Nights Become Days
- Oh Brother
- Old Flames
- One Foot Before The Other
- Our Lady Of The Campfire
- Out Of Breath
- Outdoor Type
- Pancho And Lefty
- Pay To Cum
- Plea From A Cat Named Virtute
- Poetry Of The Deed
- Practical Anarchist
- Present Tense
- Redemption
- Richard Divine
- Riot Song
- Rivers
- Rod Stewart
- Romantic Fatigue
- Sea Legs
- Silent Key
- Smiling At Strangers On Trains
- Something Of Freedom
- Song For Eva Mae
- Song For Josh
- Song To Bob
- Sons Of Liberty
- St Christopher Is Coming Home
- Sunday Nights
- Sunshine State
- Susannah
- Sweet Albion Blues
- Tattoos
- Tell Tale Signs
- Thatcher Fucked The Kids
- The Armadillo
- The Fastest Way Back Home
- The Fisher King Blues
- The Huntsman Comes A
- The Next Round
- The Opening Act Of Spring
- The Quiet One
- The Sand In The Gears
- The Slow Train
- There Are Bad Times Just Around The Corner
- There She Is
- Thunder Road
- To Absent Friends
- Try This At Home
- Undeveloped Film
- Vital Signs
- Wanderlust
- We Shall Not Overcome
- Wessex Boy
- Wisdom Teeth
- Worse Things Happen At Sea
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Frank Turner
The Sand in the Gears
[Verse 1]
G F C
Can't I just spend the next four years at a punk show?
G F C
I wanna spend the next four years in the front row.
G D
Coz if the world outside is going to shit,
F C
Then you will find me in the centre of the circle pit.
G F C
I wanna spend the next four years at a punk show.
[Verse 2]
G F C
Can't I just spend the next four years getting wasted?
G F C
Maybe if I drink enough whiskey shots I can face it.
G D
Coz if we're welcoming in World War III,
F C
I'm waving goodbye to my sobriety.
G F C
I'm gonna spend the next four years getting wasted.
[Chorus 1]
Am7 D G G7
What do we do, if they don't represent us?
Am7 D
What do we do, do, do, do?
Em
I thought that we were winning the war against the homophobes and the racists.
G D
You can't be serious, man; we can't be this fucked.
F C
Well I'm sorry, friends, I guess it's time to suck it up.
G F C
Don't go giving up now, here's what we do.
[Verse 3]
G F C
We can't just spend the next four years in a safe space.
G F C
I'm gonna spend the next four years getting outraged.
G D
So every single day let's find a brand new way
F C
To let the mothefuckers know that we can't be swept away.
G F C
I'm gonna spend the next four years on the barricades.
[Chorus 2]
Am7 D G G7
A change is gonna come, and there's nothing to be done.
Am7 D
A change is gonna come, come, come, come.
Em
The only thing to choose is to decide which way you're gonna jump.
G D
Dont't give in to the hatred. Don't give into the fear.
F C
Pour yourself a shot of anger to go with your beer.
[For the end of this chorus he plays the chords below, repeat x4]
e|--------------------
B|---5---7---8---12---
G|---0---0---0----0---
D|--------------------
A|---3---5---7---10---
E|--------------------
Let's be the sand in the gears for the next four years.
[Outro]
[The D chord is this next section can be played like so:]
e|---0---
B|---3---
G|---0---
D|---4---
A|---5---
E|---5---
C D
Let's be the sand in the gears for the next four years.
Em G
Trust me it's gonna be a long four years.
[Repeat the above a few times, then end on:]
C D G
Let's be the sand in the gears for the next four years.
The Sand in the Gears
[Verse 1]
G F C
Can't I just spend the next four years at a punk show?
G F C
I wanna spend the next four years in the front row.
G D
Coz if the world outside is going to shit,
F C
Then you will find me in the centre of the circle pit.
G F C
I wanna spend the next four years at a punk show.
[Verse 2]
G F C
Can't I just spend the next four years getting wasted?
G F C
Maybe if I drink enough whiskey shots I can face it.
G D
Coz if we're welcoming in World War III,
F C
I'm waving goodbye to my sobriety.
G F C
I'm gonna spend the next four years getting wasted.
[Chorus 1]
Am7 D G G7
What do we do, if they don't represent us?
Am7 D
What do we do, do, do, do?
Em
I thought that we were winning the war against the homophobes and the racists.
G D
You can't be serious, man; we can't be this fucked.
F C
Well I'm sorry, friends, I guess it's time to suck it up.
G F C
Don't go giving up now, here's what we do.
[Verse 3]
G F C
We can't just spend the next four years in a safe space.
G F C
I'm gonna spend the next four years getting outraged.
G D
So every single day let's find a brand new way
F C
To let the mothefuckers know that we can't be swept away.
G F C
I'm gonna spend the next four years on the barricades.
[Chorus 2]
Am7 D G G7
A change is gonna come, and there's nothing to be done.
Am7 D
A change is gonna come, come, come, come.
Em
The only thing to choose is to decide which way you're gonna jump.
G D
Dont't give in to the hatred. Don't give into the fear.
F C
Pour yourself a shot of anger to go with your beer.
[For the end of this chorus he plays the chords below, repeat x4]
e|--------------------
B|---5---7---8---12---
G|---0---0---0----0---
D|--------------------
A|---3---5---7---10---
E|--------------------
Let's be the sand in the gears for the next four years.
[Outro]
[The D chord is this next section can be played like so:]
e|---0---
B|---3---
G|---0---
D|---4---
A|---5---
E|---5---
C D
Let's be the sand in the gears for the next four years.
Em G
Trust me it's gonna be a long four years.
[Repeat the above a few times, then end on:]
C D G
Let's be the sand in the gears for the next four years.
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