# Antenna In The Chimney [Verse 1] Every station sounds the same now Different voice, same playlist spin Another perfect little product Wrapped up neat and piped back in They're selling nostalgia wholesale Calling it a brand-new sound But all the songs that keep me breathing Never seem to come around [Pre-Chorus] So I drive through the midnight traffic Static humming through the dash Looking for a signal hiding In the noise they couldn't cash [Chorus] There's an antenna in the chimney Throwing sparks across the town Radio waves above the rooftops While the mainstream lets me down Somewhere out there someone's broadcasting For the kids who don't belong Pirate radio plugs the gap And plays the soundtrack we've been on [Verse 2] No focus groups, no trend reports No boardroom picking what survives Just cracked-up records, loud opinions Keeping better songs alive The signal bends around the tower blocks Cuts through concrete, rain, and smoke A hundred thousand sleeping windows And a frequency that's broke [Pre-Chorus] I hear guitars through all the static Like a message meant for me Hidden in the city's heartbeat Just outside the industry [Chorus] There's an antenna in the chimney Throwing sparks across the town Radio waves above the rooftops While the mainstream lets me down Somewhere out there someone's broadcasting For the kids who don't belong Pirate radio plugs the gap And plays the soundtrack we've been on [Bridge] No charts No sponsors No polished compromise Just somebody taking chances Keeping something real alive No algorithms deciding What we're supposed to love Just a signal climbing skyward From the bricks and wires above [Final Chorus] There's an antenna in the chimney And it's lighting up the night Sending songs across the city Like a beacon from their site Somewhere out there someone's broadcasting Every band they said was wrong Pirate radio plugs the gap And proves we're not alone [Outro] The signal fades Then comes back stronger If it wasn’t for Ofcom They would be on longer Still there Still loud Still ours