[Intro — spoken over a heartbeat] They say singularity like everybody knows. I might have it wrong, mate. I know what it feels like when the whole shed catches the same beat. [Verse 1 — low, close vocal] I’ve been walking my own road with the rain in my boots Every “you can’t” put another bolt through Blue in the shadows, fire in the eyes One bloke counts us in and the whole shed comes alive I can hear the fucking difference when a bearing starts to go That little change in pitch you learn a lifetime on the floor Cut the power, let it settle, get your ear down near the steel Then tell me what the screen said and I’ll tell you what I feel [Chorus — full crew] We don’t compete, we complete Cast-iron floor with a biological beat I don’t take, I create, leave a space for the crew Teach it down, bring it back up, let it come back new Singularity, right under our feet Fourteen in the Shed and the kettle keeps the beat We don’t compete, we complete One more voice and the whole thing swings [Verse 2 — half-time rap] You can have Palantir, put a satellite on Mars I’ve got three trucks at the gate and a crane out in the dark One hand on the radio, the other on the rail Who’s got the call when the bloody signal fails? You sold the floor for a carpet upgrade Now the deck looks clean while the night shift waits Tell me where the weight goes when you pull that pin Then grab a pair of gloves, mate, we’ll walk you in [Breakdown — kettle whistle, then bass] Dragon in the rafters, old mate pouring tea Kangaroo in boxing gloves, shadowboxing me I tried a little moonwalk in my steel-cap boots Nearly wore the kettle. Now the whole crew’s loose. [Bridge — strings rise over the heartbeat] Teach it down to the kid who’s never heard that bearing sing Bring it back when she can hear what we missed in the machine Quiet bloke beside her takes his glasses off and grins “Yeah, I heard it that time. Go on, count us in.” [Final chorus — full orchestra and crew] We don’t compete, we complete Cast-iron floor with a biological beat I don’t take, I create, leave a space for the crew Teach it down, bring it back up, let it come back new Singularity, right under our feet Fourteen in the Shed and the kettle keeps the beat We don’t compete, we complete One more voice and the whole thing swings [Outro — kick drops out, heartbeat stays] Trust. Respect. The system. Somebody put the kettle back on.
