Cars are great aren't they? You jump in it, drive wherever you like, it's cosy, you can listen to music, fantastic. Of course now that there are billions of cars in the world and they take up a lot of space we just sort of accept that vast swathes of public space are given over to cars, and that kids can't really play out in the streets anymore. Thousands of people are killed in car accidents every year in the UK but again, we just accept that because, well, cars. Add to that the pollution and strain on earth's resources and this starts to sound like a rant against cars, but it isn't.
The thing is we got used to cars, like we got used to working simply to live, billionaires and corruption in politics. One of the defining attributes of humanity is our adaptability, we've inhabited every part of the world because we can adjust to different environments, and it's made us incredibly successful as a species. But it's a double-edged sword, we accept awful things because we adapted to them, we get used to it. This niggles at me, and so I wrote this song.
Musically this was an interesting one for me, I've listened to EDM since a Damascene moment in a club in Sheffield in the early 2000s, but I've never written anything particularly EDM. I know EDM fans will say this doesn't really count as EDM because there are too many lyrics, and they're probably right, but it's probably as close as I'll ever get.
You can listen to Get Used To It and read the lyrics below
- Get Used To It Bransby 3:56
The lights are still bright
It’s your imagination dear
You might be right
But I doubt it dear
Up is down, left is right
You’ve nothing left to fear
No right to incite
Disrupt what we’re doing here
We’ll all get used to it
Adjust and fuse to it
Adapt abuse through it
We just get used to it
Frogs in a pan, what’s the plan?~Are we moving now?
Do what you can, just a man
Not some sacred cow
Fight for your right
We’ve forgotten how
Standing in line is just fine
It’s what we’ll allow
Us all the time there's no line
That we will not cross
See as you whine watch us shine
Our gain is your loss
Circus and bread we're well fed
But our portion’s small
We never said
We'd just take it all
You’ve not got much
We’ve got millions and billions
You just adjust
We’ve got millions and billions