Faith Healer

from Faith Healer by Paper Rifles

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I won't need to put my faith in prayer
When I fall down I know that you'll be there
From the cradle's rock to the graveyard's farewell
We are all Jock Tamson's bairns in Bevan's care

Tell me stories of '46
When a giant fell in a hail of bricks
And the sweat of man was a nation's call
Not to arms, but to wage a war on the state of it all

Men with millions and hearts as dark
As the skin they fear and the cars they park
Cannot speak for me or the folk I now
Cannot sell what's ours, taint the soil in which we grow

Apathy's our only foe
So saddle up and here we go
Let's have the courage of those old convictions
And, if so...

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from Faith Healer, released December 1, 2017

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Paper Rifles Edinburgh, UK

Acoustic/indie/punk/rock/singing/hectoring from Edinburgh. Anti-Manifesto and MTAT Records. Get to the chorus.

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