Poverty Knock
Chumbawamba Lyrics


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[Chorus
'Poverty poverty knock,' my loom is a saying all day
Poverty poverty knock, gaffer's too skinny to pay
Poverty poverty knock, keeping one eye on the clock
I know I can guttle when I hear my shuttle go, 'poverty poverty knock'

Up every morning at five, I wonder that we keep alive
Tired and yawning in the cold morning
It's back to the dreary old drive.

[Chorus]

Oh dear we're going to be late
Gaffer is stood at the gate
We're out of pockets, our wages they'll dock it
We'll have to buy grub on the slate

[Chorus]

And when our wages they'll bring, we're often short of a string
While we are fighting with gaffer for snatching (?)
We know to his breast he will cling

[Chorus]

Sometimes a shuttle flies out
and gives some poor woman a clout
There she lies bleeding but nobody's heeding
Oh who's going to carry her out?

[Chorus]

Oh dear, my poor head it sings
I should have woven three strings
My threads are breaking and my back is aching
Oh dear, I wish I had wings

Poverty poverty knock




Poverty poverty knock
Poverty poverty knock

Overall Meaning

The song 'Poverty Knock' by Chumbawamba is a folk song that focuses on the life of textile workers in England during the 19th century. The lyrics describe the poverty and hardships faced by these workers, who would work long hours in dangerous conditions for low wages. The chorus, 'Poverty poverty knock,' refers to the sound made by the weavers' looms as they worked.


The verse 'Up every morning at five, I wonder that we keep alive / Tired and yawning in the cold morning / It's back to the dreary old drive.' depicts the daily struggles of the workers, who would have to wake up early in the morning to begin work in the textile mills. They would work in cold and uncomfortable conditions, and the work itself was monotonous and repetitive. Despite all these hardships, the workers were barely able to make a living, as their wages were low and they would often be docked for various reasons.


The final verse of the song, 'Oh dear, my poor head it sings / I should have woven three strings / My threads are breaking and my back is aching / Oh dear, I wish I had wings', shows the toll that this kind of work takes on a person's physical and mental health. The constant strain on the body and mind can leave workers exhausted and struggling to get through the workday. The last line of the song, 'Poverty poverty knock', serves as a powerful reminder of the ongoing struggle faced by the working class during this time in history.


Line by Line Meaning

Poverty poverty knock, my loom is a saying all day
My loom keeps producing the same old patterns, day in and day out, which is a constant reminder of my poverty.


Poverty poverty knock, gaffer's too skinny to pay
My boss is as poor as I am, which means he can't afford to pay me a decent wage.


Poverty poverty knock, keeping one eye on the clock
I am always watching the clock, wondering when my shift will end and I can go home to rest.


I know I can guttle when I hear my shuttle go, 'poverty poverty knock'
Whenever I hear the sound of my loom, I know that my stomach will growl with hunger, because my wages are barely enough to survive on.


Up every morning at five, I wonder that we keep alive
I wake up early every day, and sometimes I'm surprised that I'm able to keep going despite how difficult my life is.


Tired and yawning in the cold morning
I am often tired and sleepy in the morning because I don't get enough rest due to my poverty and difficult working conditions.


It's back to the dreary old drive.
I have to go back to my boring, tedious and soul-sucking job again.


Oh dear we're going to be late
We're always in a rush because we have no time for ourselves or to do anything other than work.


Gaffer is stood at the gate
My boss is at the entrance, ready to dock our wages if we're late for work.


We're out of pockets, our wages they'll dock it
We have no money because we can't afford to buy anything, and we'll be punished further with deductions from our already low wages.


We'll have to buy grub on the slate
We have to buy on credit, knowing that we won't be able to pay the debt off anytime soon.


And when our wages they'll bring, we're often short of a string
Even when we get paid, we're often still in debt and struggling to make ends meet.


While we are fighting with gaffer for snatching (?),
We argue with our boss over deductions he made from our pay, which we believe are unfair.


We know to his breast he will cling
We know our boss values money more than us, and he will always side with the factory's interests rather than ours.


Sometimes a shuttle flies out and gives some poor woman a clout
Sometimes the loom equipment breaks and injures someone, but no one cares or offers help.


There she lies bleeding but nobody's heeding
The woman is left alone to suffer, even when there are others around who could help her.


Oh who's going to carry her out?
No one is willing to help and take responsibility for the injured person.


Oh dear, my poor head it sings
I often have headaches because of the stress and difficulty of my life.


I should have woven three strings
I should have woven more than I did, but my poverty and exhaustion make it impossible to work any harder.


My threads are breaking and my back is aching
I am physically exhausted and my tools are wearing out, but I have no choice but to keep going.


Oh dear, I wish I had wings
I wish I could fly away and escape the hardship of my life, but I know that isn't possible.


Poverty poverty knock
The constant sound of my loom reminds me of my poverty and the difficulties of my life.


Poverty poverty knock
I can't escape the reality of my life, no matter how hard I work or how much I wish things were different.


Poverty poverty knock
My poverty is a constant burden, and the sound of my loom only emphasizes how little control I have over my life.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: . TRADITIONAL, JIM MORAY

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@ForgotMyStupidName

"Und weil der Mensch ein Mensch ist
Drum braucht er was zum Essen, bittesehr
Es macht ihn ein Geschwätz nicht satt
Das schafft kein Essen her"
Einheitsfrontlied: https://youtu.be/6Tz5daRrGDw

Vor acht Jahren hab ich "Poverty Knock" im Unterricht gehört und noch keine Ahnung gehabt, dass es immer noch die Lebensrealität der meisten Menschen wiederspiegelt.

Leute - macht was euch Spaß macht! Das Leben ist zu wertvoll, um in der Lohnsklaverei seine Lebenszeit zu vergeuden.



All comments from YouTube:

@simplenightcore6464

Vielen Dank für den Ohrwurm Green Line °^°

@Spoodergirl

Vor zwei jahren hab ich das lied das erste mal gehört (Englisch Unterricht) und es zieht mich immer wieder zu diesem Video :D

@xOM7x

ich auch ;D

@marleenrickert4809

wir ham das vor nem monat gehört und ich hörs mir auch öfter an :D

@lauraern5033

Wer kommt vom Englischunterricht und Green Line Buch 😀

@netzpirat

Sarah Ernst Jeder

@simi8260

;)

@laigen6813

Ja

@yuqii1071

Jup, 9. Klasse xD

@franzib4542

Exact

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