Songbook / words & recordings
Concrete Hill
Hovercraft song file · /lyrics/concrete-hill/
01 / The words
Wildman / Marsden / Downing / Downing · Lyrics: Wildman
From the 1996 sessions · Reconstructed 2026 · Doomed To Live, Side A
We take the bus to Concrete Hill Look down on everything from our windowsill There's fighting all on down the street Fighting for no reason, just to Just to knock me right off of my feet And I don't believe it I don't believe it I don't believe it I don't believe it I don't believe it Working week has come and gone And I can do my thing Just watch out for those on the top estate Who want to do me in And I want to be free We take the bus to Concrete Hill We fight to live they fight for thrills And I may not fly but watch me try Then for no reason, just to Just to knock me right out of the sky And don't believe it I don't believe it I don't believe it I don't believe it I don't believe it Trippy sunshine Saturday I wake up in my clothes Circles 'round my eyeballs man And vomit up my nose And I want to be free
03 / The dossier
About this song.
- Written by
- Piers "Charlie Pepper" Wildman
- Work
- Original
One of Hovercraft’s clearest social landscapes: estate life, buses, fighting, weekends, bodily comedy and aspiration collide with the desire to escape place, class and self.
Source & versions
The surviving 1996 demo is longer, darker and more exploratory.
04 / The artwork
Visualising the song.
04 / The archive
The evidence.
Handwritten archive list naming Concrete Hill among the original repertoire.