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Work. Home. Bed.

by Hummer

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1.
All change – we’re so sorry to deceive you, Goodbye – there’s no reason left to keep you, Please be sure to return the knife when they’ve stabbed you in the back… Tough luck – we’re gonna treat you like you’re worthless, Get a grip; get a reason and a purpose, It gets harder to focus picking yourself up off the floor… And you realise this must be the quarter-life crisis, You won’t open your eyes, and second guess everything you see, You don’t want to know your place, and don’t know where you’re going, Only here and now counts as reality – just take the money and run… Burn out – you’re giving in to the suppression, Shut down – it wasn’t worth all the aggression, The question screams in the back of your head, “could it really get any worse?” Reassess – figure out what leaves you jaded, Rebuild – change something if you hate it, Go back to the simple things and get distracted from the grind… Now you’re getting sick of being in quarter-life crisis, Time to open your eyes and be surprised at the things you see, Just try to find your place and work out where you’re going, What you want is your choice, It could be a reality, or at least contingency, Get your mind made up – just take the money and run… Don’t let them make you think you’re worthless, Get a grip; get a reason and a purpose, Take care of the simple things and… Now you’re finally steering clear of quarter-life crisis, You’ve opened your eyes and taken stock of the things you see, You just find your place and work out where you’re going, It’s never too late, make it a reality, Simplistically, unapologetically, Get your fucking mind made up – just take the money and run… Take the money and run…
2.
You leave school with your whole life in front of you, You go to work and the first thing that they say to you is, “what do you know?” You try to show that you’ve got some initiative, But they’re not interested in anything you’ve got to give, because “what do you know?” Offer opinions and they call you a know-it-all, But keeping quiet makes them think you’re no use at all, They’ll take the accolades but let you take the fall… You want to make your mark by solving all the problems so, They say they tried it (it didn’t work) 20 years ago, “so what do you know?” The time has passed and you’re still not respected, since… …For all your brains you just don’t have the experience, so “what the fuck do you know?” You’re doing twice the work, and earning half the pay, Starting to wonder if there is a better way, Make your decision – will you go, or will you stay? We’ve been dragged up by the system, in the hope that the world’s not against us, Even though it always seems to knock us down, The last generation kicked-in all the doors, but now they can’t accept that… …Their time is fading, our time has come around… What do we know? We’ve been dragged up by the system, in the hope that the world’s not against us, Even though it always seems to knock us down, The last generation kicked-in all the doors, but now they can’t accept that… …Their time is fading, our time has come around… We’re not trying to stir things up But we will push if they don’t want to jump, After all, what do we know? After all…
3.
So they say the times are tougher, and there’s nothing else that they can do, You’ve heard the whispers for some time now; at least they’ve made it clear to you. They tell you there’s a process; you’ll be surprised at what you find, Don’t believe that it’s objective – they’ve already made up their minds. Slowly, things change, But for better or worse, we never find out until it’s too late… Surely, we see, That all in all it’s nothing… So the weeks drag into months, the rumours poisoning your head, Cast your mind back to the beginning, and all the lies that you were fed. Cynicism stoked by silence, and frustration fuelled by fear, You vent your anger at anybody close enough to hear… Slowly, things change, But for better or worse, we never find out until it’s too late… Surely, we see, That all in all it’s nothing… Here one minute, gone the next… Slowly, things change, But for better or worse, we never find out until it’s too late… Surely, we see, That all in all we’re nothing…
4.
People ask me where I want to be in 5 years, but in 18 months it seems a lot can happen, It always comes down to circumstances, out of reach of my control, My life gets steady and it starts to feel good, but at a moment’s notice, down it all comes crashing, But this time I won’t sit and take the blows – I’ll make a change or walk away; it’s time to go… I’d started to wonder if it was all in my head, or was it really always me sold down the river, Drinking my way through a long weekend, the same questions every night, Everybody keeps saying I should write it all off - just another one of life’s little complications, It must be such a luxury to see my mind in black and white, in plain sight, but at least I recognise… I’ve got two choices – I can either go to ground, or show them what I’ve got, Too long I’ve seen the world passing through my sights – this time I’ll take the shot, There’s really no need to wait – if I want I can have the world on a plate, Have rage, will travel now… It hits me like a hammer when you give me bad news, but with time to reflect I’d rather fall down laughing, I’m trying not to let them faze me; they’re not going to hurt me anymore, I don’t want sympathy and I don’t need their support, ‘cus if the tables turned around they won’t get any from me, Everybody gets theirs in the end, and it all boils down to this… I’ve got two choices – I can either go to ground, or show them what I’ve got, Too long I’ve seen the world passing through my sights – this time I’ll take the shot, There’s really no need to wait – if I want I can have the world on a plate, Have rage, will travel now…
5.
I remember always hearing you say you’re out for blood, But for some reason or other, now you’re sticking in the mud, You wanted to make a difference, to break down all the walls, But where there once was light behind those eyes, there’s nothing left at all… Whatever happened to that anger, the refusal to compromise? I can only guess that something sharp has cut you down to size, Perhaps you just got old and weary, or something made you blink, Is this really what you want or have you not had chance to think, Now you're looking with a stutter and you’re talking with a squint… I can’t blame, but it’s a crying shame, You’ve got everything you want, but you’re still pissed-off with the world you live in… You’ve started playing it safe, close to your chest; you keep it quiet now, just in case, They turn around and they throw it back in your face, You’re not burned-out yet; it’s just your mindset that’s keeping you in your place… It seems you passed with flying colours, walked straight into the job; You thought the hardest part was over, but things could not be further from the truth – What you’d learned; what you know; it doesn’t matter if your face doesn’t fit, and your face never fit… So someone else made the decisions, and it left you feeling sore, You were either shouted-down, or were just pointedly ignored, Every day became a challenge just to try to stay sane, All the tired, disgruntled elders said “you need to play the game”, You moved onto something “better”, and it’s just the fucking same! I can’t blame, but it’s a crying shame, You’ve got everything you want, but you’re still pissed-off with the world you live in… So what are you gonna do, now you’ve been through the wringer and you’re black and blue, Turn and walk away or try to see it through? You’re not burned-out yet; it’s just your mindset that’s stopping you… Older and wiser, still angry...
6.
Stand Down 03:26
Well you seek solace in what you saw, take heed in what you read; You say you wandered out to miss the boat, now you're in over your head. Don't think I don't know you're losing patience; Don't even think I care if you “know your rights”; Just save your breath, stop wasting my time and we'll both avoid a fight… So you know you better step back, don't turn away, But you don't understand a single word I say! Step back; just stand aside, 'Cus we all know for you there's nowhere left to hide. Is this case for misdirection, or a call for common sense? You know you'll never get your point across when you're sitting on the fence. Stop making idle threats and intimidations; You'll only fall on your frustrations. On deaf ears fall your battle call, so stand alone and make your peace… So you know you better step back, don't turn away, But you don't understand a single word I say! Step back; just stand aside, 'Cus we all know for you there's nowhere left to hide… Who told you I had the answers? Why are you doing this to me? Since when have I voiced your opinion? What is it you find hard to see? So you know you better step back, don't turn away, But you don't understand a single word I say! Step back; just stand aside, 'Cus we all know for you there's nowhere left to hide…
7.
I’ve never had a problem dealing with my day-to-day, No one’s ever questioned why I’m doing things my way, But now you’re telling me my thinking has to change – is there a reason? Because now it seems you’ve gone and bought-in to the latest trend, Lest the ones holding the purse-strings say the good times have to end, So you’re reading-up McDonald’s brand of not-so-common sense, and I don’t get it - I just don’t get it! There is no truth in what you’re telling; I’m not buying what you’re selling, I won’t listen, won’t bear witness, won’t entertain; it’s none of my business, You call this cynicism; I call it realism, Buzz words won’t make me richer; glad I can’t see the bigger picture… You’re faithful to the process, dedicated to your art, Emerge from meetings after sixteen weeks, and feeling smug and smart, But the answer you arrived at I’d suggested at the start – you wouldn’t have it… The spark of inspired genius is now against the rules, You can no longer state the obvious; you must use all the tools, And armed with diagrams and acronyms your empire marches on, and you become a robot, I fucking hope not! There is no truth in what you’re telling; I’m not buying what you’re selling, I won’t listen, won’t bear witness, won’t entertain; it’s none of my business, You call this cynicism; I call it realism, Buzz words won’t make me richer; I’m keeping out the way of the bigger picture… The modern workplace has this stigma – 5S; Kaizen; Lean Six Sigma, Some are attracted to it, and others like me will see right through it, They think they’ve bought a bargain, drawn in by this mindless jargon, Overpriced and overrated; in five years time it’ll be outdated… There is no truth in what you’re telling; I’m not buying what you’re selling, I won’t listen, won’t bear witness; don’t look at me, because it’s none of my business, You call this cynicism; I call it realism, Buzz words won’t make me richer; I never want to see the bigger picture… You call this cynicism; I call it realism, Buzz words won’t make me richer; I never want to see the bigger picture…

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released July 29, 2016

Drums recorded at Tuffgong Studios Warrington.
Mixed and mastered at Brotherton Studios.

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Will - Bass/Vox
Joe - Guitar/Vox
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