Breadline Blues

[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