Carry On

hear about it on the radio

see it all over the news

pain keeps coming through in stereo

and it’s nothing you can use

so much trouble

don’t make no sense

really nothing you can do

truth seems to have no consequence

they feed you lies to make it through

so you take a pill to dull the pain

take a drink to wash it down

take two more of each and another then

you’re following the evening down

another morning brings another day

as unlikely as it seems

burn another quart of confidence

chasing someone else’s dreams

but you carry on, that’s the way do it here

we carry on

keep calm and carry on …

mothers, fathers, it’s up to you

no one else will pay the price

’cause there’s no justice in the halls of the just

only politrix and vice

no one up there even knows your name

but they serve the ones that do

who are ready to sell you everything

that you can’t afford to lose

but we carry on, that’s the way do it here

we carry on

keep calm and carry on …

hang my coat up

hang my hat

do my best to shrug it off

somedays it hangs on like the hollow ring

of a dying man’s cancer cough

means so little to say we care a lot

but I really, really do

maybe a little hope is just enough

maybe I’m singing just to you

but I carry on, that’s the way do it here

I carry on

keep calm and carry on …


About russellwriter

Rob Russell is a dad, husband, writer, musician, educator, comic book reader, bad solderer, pop culture junky, trivia buff and student of everything cool and uncool. His favorite records are Bob Dylan's Blonde on Blonde and, currently, The Best of Bobbie Gentry: The Capitol Years. His favorite comic books are Kurt Busiek's Astro City and Neil Gaiman's Sandman. His favorite literary novels are Gabrial Garcia Marquez's 100 Years of Solitude and William Faulkner's As I Lay Dying. His favorite genre novels are John Scalzi's Red Shirts, M.R. Carrey's The Girl with All the Gifts, and Dan Simmons' Drood. His favorite movie is Goodfellas. His favorite hobby, besides everything, is writing about himself and his favorite things in the third person.

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