What Underpass Static is about
A portrait of getting by at the bottom: job centre appointments, peeling posters and hope handed out "in small amounts, just enough to keep you weak". The static of the title is the constant low noise of debt and stress that never switches off.
Underpass Static lyrics
Concrete breath and nicotine
Sirens stitching through the rain
Everybody’s going somewhere
Nobody’s going sane
Posters peeling off the walls
Promises in black and white
They tell us keep your head down
Like that ever fixed a life
Watch your step
Watch your mouth
That’s how they sort
The in from out
Underpass static
In my head
They call it living
I call it debt
Underpass static
No escape
Just another night
To keep in shape
Job centre smiles like a threat
Clipboard full of maybe next week
They sell hope in small amounts
Just enough to keep you weak
You learn quick what not to say
Learn quicker who to blame
Every rule’s got muddy boots
And a different name
Don’t complain
Don’t demand
Be grateful
Understand
Underpass static
In my chest
You call it order
I call it stress
Underpass static
All day long
Same old talk
Same old wrong
They love us quiet
They love us tired
They love us busy
And just inspired enough
To not kick off
Underpass static
Still here
Still waiting
For nothing clear
No future talk
No silver plan
Just cold hands
And a shorter span