Songtext Let`s start a band Amy Macdonald

Let`s start a band

Put a ribbon round my neck and call me a libertine.
I will sing your songs of dreams I used to dream.
I will sail away on seas pf silver and gold, until I reach my home.

Give me a guitar and I'll be your troubadour.
Your strolling minstrel 12th century door the door.

I don't know anymore, if that feeling is past, will it last? Oh how can you be sure?

And how do I know if your felling's the same as me?
And how do I know if that's the only place you want to be?

Give me a satge and I'll be your rock'n roll queen.
Your 20th century cover of a magazine.
Rolling Stones here I come watch at everyone, I'm singing, I'm singing my songs.

Give me a festival and I'll be your Glastonbury star.
The lights are shining, everyone knows who you are.
Singing songs about dreams, about hopes, about schemes, oohh they just came true.

And how do I know if your feeling's the same as me?
And how do I know if that's the only place you want to be?

And how do I know if your feeling's the same as me?
And how do I know if that's the only place you want to be?

And if you want it too, then there's nothing left to do.
Let's start a band, let's start a band, let's start a band, let's start a band.

And if you want it too, then there's nothing left to do.
Let's start a band, let's start a band, let's start a band, let's start a band.

And if you want it too, then there's nothing left to do.
Let's start a band, let's start a band, let's start a band, let's start a band.

And if you want it too, then there's nothing left to do.