Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sam Fender
Sam Fender
Vocals
Craig Finn
Craig Finn
Vocals
Drew Michael
Drew Michael
Drums
Dean Thompson
Dean Thompson
Mandolin
Brooke Bentham
Brooke Bentham
Vocals
Adam Granduciel
Adam Granduciel
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sam Fender
Sam Fender
Songwriter
Roise Danvers
Roise Danvers
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sam Fender
Sam Fender
Producer
Dean Thompson
Dean Thompson
Engineer
Claude Vause
Claude Vause
Assistant Recording Engineer
Tom Coath
Tom Coath
Assistant Recording Engineer
Adam Granduciel
Adam Granduciel
Additional Producer
David Kohn
David Kohn
Assistant Recording Engineer
Markus Dravs
Markus Dravs
Producer
Joe Atkinson
Joe Atkinson
Engineer
Iain Berryman
Iain Berryman
Engineer
Oli Jacobs
Oli Jacobs
Engineer
Austin Asvanonda
Austin Asvanonda
Engineer
Craig Silvey
Craig Silvey
Mixing Engineer
Dani Bennett- Spragg
Dani Bennett- Spragg
Mixing Engineer
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer
Steve Fallone
Steve Fallone
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Stomping round the village with you again
I’m clapped out on up and downers tonight
Both know what we're in for tomorrow
Drinking anything as a pre-emptive strike
God, she's full of pain and I know it
Got a kink in her smile that her dad put there
We both know that we’re gonna regret it
Selfishly, we stay to dodge a lonely night
[Chorus]
Everybody here’s got, something heavy
I’ll shoulder it a while if you just want a night off
You and I are dangerous, fucked lovers
Whittling away at this bag of rocks
[Verse 2]
Carrying each other up the avenue
The city’s never felt so tired
Half the joints bombed after COVID
My friends reached for the rope and tied
Oh God, how come we keep missing signals?
We almost lost Joey on that horrid dark night
She grabbed me by the arm
Kissed me to disarm
The anger that've carried like a rock me whole life
[Chorus]
Everybody here’s got something heavy
I’ll shoulder it a while if you just want a night off
You and I are dangerous, fucked lovers
Whittling away at this bag of rocks
[Bridge]
I’m drinking for two, down in Arthur’s Bar
This place severely lost its charm
I’m working on the words that I would have said
Had you have still been around
Oh god, what’s in the water in this town?
So many good people falling victim to the dog
So call me if you’re down
I’ll help you come around
The kettle on a rolling boil until it’s sorted out
[Chorus]
Everybody here’s got something heavy
I’ll shoulder it a while if you just want a night off
You and I are dangerous, fucked lovers
Whittling away at this bag of rocks
[Refrain]
Everybody here’s got something heavy
Everybody here’s got something heavy
Everybody here’s got something heavy
Everybody here's got something heavy
[Outro]
Stumble round the village with you again
I’m clapped out on up and downers tonight
Written by: Sam Fender
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