[Verse 1]
Mum's at Tesco's with her calculator
Counting pennies like they're made of gold
Dad's got circles darker than December
Working doubles at the factory, I'm told
Empty cupboards speaking volumes
About the stories left untold
[Chorus]
We're dancing on the breadline
Making music out of loose change
Northern lights won't pay the bills tonight
But they sure make the cold feel strange
Oh, we're living on the breadline
Where a pound still means something
Got my grandma's spirit in my bones
Teaching me to make it through these days
[Verse 2]
Friday nights are beans on toast and laughter
Stretching meals like elastic bands
Council letters pile up on the table
While we're holding on with calloused hands
Newcastle's got a way of teaching
How to make or break or stand
[Bridge]
My grandmother's voice still echoes
Through these kitchen walls at night
"Love's the only currency that matters
When you're stretching pounds so tight"
Yeah, she taught us how to measure wealth
In cups of tea and firelight
[Chorus]
We're dancing on the breadline
Making music out of loose change
Northern lights won't pay the bills tonight
But they sure make the cold feel strange
Oh, we're living on the breadline
Where a pound still means something
Got my grandma's spirit in my bones
Teaching me to make it through these days
[Outro]
So we'll keep counting out these coppers
Keep on singing through the rain
'Cause there's dignity in every struggle
And there's beauty in these growing pains
Yeah, there's beauty in these growing pains
Sadie Rivers - Breadline Blues Lyrics
Sadie Rivers - Breadline Blues Lyrics
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[Verse 1]
Mum's at Tesco's with her calculator
Counting pennies like they're made of gold
Dad's got circles darker than December
Working doubles at the factory, I'm told
Empty cupboards speaking volumes
About the stories left untold
[Chorus]
We're dancing on the breadline
Making music out of loose change
Northern lights won't pay the bills tonight
But they sure make the cold feel strange
Oh, we're living on the breadline
Where a pound still means something
Got my grandma's spirit in my bones
Teaching me to make it through these days
[Verse 2]
Friday nights are beans on toast and laughter
Stretching meals like elastic bands
Council letters pile up on the table
While we're holding on with calloused hands
Newcastle's got a way of teaching
How to make or break or stand
[Bridge]
My grandmother's voice still echoes
Through these kitchen walls at night
"Love's the only currency that matters
When you're stretching pounds so tight"
Yeah, she taught us how to measure wealth
In cups of tea and firelight
[Chorus]
We're dancing on the breadline
Making music out of loose change
Northern lights won't pay the bills tonight
But they sure make the cold feel strange
Oh, we're living on the breadline
Where a pound still means something
Got my grandma's spirit in my bones
Teaching me to make it through these days
[Outro]
So we'll keep counting out these coppers
Keep on singing through the rain
'Cause there's dignity in every struggle
And there's beauty in these growing pains
Yeah, there's beauty in these growing pains
Mum's at Tesco's with her calculator
Counting pennies like they're made of gold
Dad's got circles darker than December
Working doubles at the factory, I'm told
Empty cupboards speaking volumes
About the stories left untold
[Chorus]
We're dancing on the breadline
Making music out of loose change
Northern lights won't pay the bills tonight
But they sure make the cold feel strange
Oh, we're living on the breadline
Where a pound still means something
Got my grandma's spirit in my bones
Teaching me to make it through these days
[Verse 2]
Friday nights are beans on toast and laughter
Stretching meals like elastic bands
Council letters pile up on the table
While we're holding on with calloused hands
Newcastle's got a way of teaching
How to make or break or stand
[Bridge]
My grandmother's voice still echoes
Through these kitchen walls at night
"Love's the only currency that matters
When you're stretching pounds so tight"
Yeah, she taught us how to measure wealth
In cups of tea and firelight
[Chorus]
We're dancing on the breadline
Making music out of loose change
Northern lights won't pay the bills tonight
But they sure make the cold feel strange
Oh, we're living on the breadline
Where a pound still means something
Got my grandma's spirit in my bones
Teaching me to make it through these days
[Outro]
So we'll keep counting out these coppers
Keep on singing through the rain
'Cause there's dignity in every struggle
And there's beauty in these growing pains
Yeah, there's beauty in these growing pains
Writer: Joao Guerra
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC