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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yard Act
Performer
Ryan Needham
Bass Guitar
Sam Shipstone
Electric Guitar
James Smith
Vocals
Angel Silvera
Background Vocals
Adeleye Omotayo
Choir
Michelle Ndegwa
Background Vocals
Petra Luke
Background Vocals
Rebecca Freckleton
Background Vocals
Zara Benyounes
Violin
Guy Button
Violin
Francesca Gilbert
Viola
Maddie Cutter
Cello
Ian Stephens
Conductor
Russ Russell
Drums
Emma Sidi
Spoken Word
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Needham
Composer
Sam Shipstone
Composer
James Smith
Composer
Russ Russell
Composer
Ian Stephens
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yard Act
Producer
Remi Kabaka
Producer
Ross Orton
Mixing Engineer
Matt Colton
Mastering Engineer
Russ Russell
Engineer
Alex Graves
Engineer
Matt Peel
Engineer
Paul Norris
Vocal Recording Engineer
Harpaal Sanghera
Additional Engineer
Lyrics
Under the heel
Under the heel
Heard you're lower than hell
'Cause you're keepin' it real
Don't think because I'm not doin' more in the moment, I'm not doin' more
I've seen what comes from point scorin'
I was born torn between warrin' factions
I'm practically a doormat, I'm so diplomatic now
So often those that mean well don't know they're problematic
Myself included
I know I'm not easily spooked, but
I still shudder at how far removed we are from movin' on
So go easy on us
Nothin' to see here, people, move along
Crushin' biscuits in the carpet with the thumb of God's good grace
No respect for how the fibres frayed, make space for new mess
I look awkward when I'm walkin' forwards, even when I'm not
A static shot of mad propulsion stood convulsin' in one spot
We want tomorrow now, which ever way the chips may fall
'Cause trust me, one day soon when winter doesn't come
I'm gonna buy that valley below
We'll build a vineyard in the North
Under the heel
Heard you're lower than hell
'Cause you're keepin' it real
Is it treatin' you well?
Don't wanna meet with my maker, so I'm quittin' the band
I don't wanna buy a few acres, live off the fat of the land
Cap in hand, I stand before her
I don't wanna talk about it, I just wanna be left alone
But still, I'm gonna bug those red-tape conversations
More mandatory sour grapes
A toast to borrowed time
You know that idea was mine though, yeah
The wine idea was mine
Can't see a way through
Though I know that I fought tooth and nail for you
And if truth dies on the vine tonight, so be it
History never looks the same from both sides
And when darkness surrounds you
Perhaps that's 'cause you're the black hole? I don't know
Keen hobbyist to semi pro, but I still got soul
Don't let it go to waste
Amateur sommelier, I get paid to get pissed these days
It's ace
Do what you love, and you'll never work another day in your life
Until the well runs dry, that is
Behold the final dawn flung from the moon's mad jaws
Crawlin' back into its hole
I made a promise to you all
A vineyard for the North
Under the heel
Heard you're lower than hell
'Cause you're keepin' it real
Is it treatin' you well?
Don't wanna meet with my maker, so I'm quittin' the band
I don't wanna buy a few acres, live off the fat of the land
Cap in hand, I stand before her
(Mother nature bring me water)
Under the heel
Heard you're lower than hell
'Cause you're keepin' it real
Is it treatin' you well?
Under the heel
'Cause you're keepin' it real
And they said that on this soi,l under that sun
No more could grow
But just look
Behold, God's green glow rollin' over the valleys below
But go steady
We're at the mercy of the storm clouds now
Under the heel
Heard you're lower than hell
'Cause you're keepin' it real
Don't wanna meet with my maker, so I'm quittin' the band
I don't wanna buy a few acres, live off the fat of the land
Cap in hand, I stand before her
(Mother nature bring me water)
Under the heel
Heard you're lower than hell
'Cause you're keeping it real
A vineyard for the North
Keepin' it (hey)
Keepin' it (hey)
Keepin' it real (hey)
Keepin' it (hey)
Keepin' it (hey)
Keepin' it (hey)
Keepin' it real
M-mother nature
Mother nature
M-mother nature bring me water
Mother nature
Mother nature
M-mother nature bring me water
Mother nature
Mother nature
Mother nature bring me water
Mother nature
Mother nature
Mother nature bring me water
This is the hour of lettin' pain go
(This is the hour of lettin' pain go)
(This is the hour of lettin' pain go)
This is the hour of lettin' pain go
This is the hour of lettin' pain go
This is the hour (woo)
Writer(s): Ryan Needham, James Smith, Samuel Shipstone, Jay Russell
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