1933 - Frank Turner

He said softly as he poured himself a second drink

And outside, the world slipped over the brink

We all thought we had nothing to lose

That we could trust in crossed fingers and horseshoes

That everything would work out, no matter what we choose

The first time it was a tragedy

The second time it’s a farce

Outside it’s 1933 so I’m hitting the bar

But I don’t know what’s going on anymore

The world outside is burning with a brand new light

But it isn’t one that makes me feel warm

Don’t go mistaking your house burning down for the dawn

Don’t go mistaking your house burning down for the dawn

If I was of the greatest generation I’d be pissed

Surveying the world that I built, slipping back into this

I’d be screaming at my grand kids: «We already did this»

Be suspicious of simple answers

That shit’s for fascists and maybe teenagers

You can’t fix the world if all you have is a hammer

The first time it was a tragedy

The second time it’s a farce

Outside it’s 1933 so I’m hitting the bar

But I don’t know what’s going on anymore

The world outside is burning with a brand new light

But it isn’t one that makes me feel warm

Don’t go mistaking your house burning down for the dawn

Don’t go mistaking your house burning down for the dawn

For the dawn

Aren’t you ashamed of this?

I surely hope that you are

Living in a society that’s maybe heading for Mars

But down here we still have a shower of bastards leading the charge

Outside it’s 1933 so I am hitting the bar

But I don’t know what’s going on anymore

The world outside is burning with a brand new light

But it isn’t one that makes me feel warm

Don’t go mistaking your house burning down for the dawn

(Don't go mistaking your house burning down for the dawn)

Don’t go mistaking your house burning down for the dawn

(Don't go mistaking your house burning down for the dawn)

Don’t go mistaking your house burning down for the dawn

(Don't go mistaking your house burning down for the dawn)

Don’t go mistaking your house burning down for the dawn