[Verse 1]
Clang of the pipes, lifeโs a furnace inferno,
Boiler room dreams, heat rise, internal,
Three kings in the basement, grind eternal,
Sweat on the brow, but the vibe nocturnal.
[Chorus]
Pressure builds, steam whistles the anthem,
Ducts hum a tune, our life's the phantom,
Day by day, we just handle the tantrum,
Hospital hustle, no space for abandon.
[Verse 2]
Wrench in my hand, like a knight with a blade,
Heating up the ward, fixing lives in the shade,
Concrete jungle, our furnace arcade,
Lifeโs a pipe dream, but we ain't afraid.
[Bridge]
Rhythm of the HVAC, beats in the vents,
Dancing with the steam, no need for pretense,
Brothers in grime, through the grease and the dents,
We light up the dark, the sparkโs our defense.
[Verse 3]
Rats in the corner, they plotting their route,
Pipes like veins, they scream and they shout,
We the architects, the systemโs grout,
Stoking the fire when the cold creeps out.
[Chorus]
Pressure builds, steam whistles the anthem,
Ducts hum a tune, our life's the phantom,
Day by day, we just handle the tantrum,
Hospital hustle, no space for abandon.