The first time that the beat drops in the bar
It's gonna be biblical
The second that the sing-along starts
It'll be sensational
So sound the alarms and the sirens
The bells in the churches
Bring your parents and your kids into the street
Throw open the hatches

I've been missing the feeling
When we close up the gaps between us
It's better than the best benediction
More bracing than blood-lust
'Cause we've been waiting and wandering
Practicing and praying
Saving and slavering
Gathering ourselves for the gathering

We've been huddled in our houses for however many days
Like survivors
And we've been dutifully paying our dues
And paying heed to our advisors
Yeah, but we're pent-up and we're pissed off
And we're perilously close to the precipice
We're butterflies in ballet shoes
And Brothel Creepers coming out of our chrysalis
It comes down to this

I'm missing the feeling
When we close up the gaps between us
It's better than the best benediction
More bracing than blood-lust
'Cause we've been waiting and wandering
Practicing and praying
Saving and slavering
Gathering ourselves for the gathering

All together now

This is our mantra, we gather together
We look out for each other
Because we've got strength in our numbers
This is our mantra, we gather together
We look out for each other
'Cause we've got strength in our numbers
And I'll be the preacher and this is the scripture
Once more with feeling, this is a gathering

This is a gathering
Gather together
Gather together
Gather together
This is a gathering
Gather together
Gather together
Gather together
This is a gathering Writer/s: Frank Turner
Publisher: BMG Rights Management
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