On the title track of Sam Fender’s second studio album, the English singer takes listeners on an emotional tour of his youth. “Seventeen Going Under” is a song about both struggle and resilience. Echoing Bruce Springsteen’s working-class anthems, Fender crafts uplifting chords as the soundtrack to a kid just trying to survive the last moments of childhood.
Behind the Lyrics
In “Seventeen Going Under”, Fender writes about his youth. It’s a vivid portrait of his life, the struggles he endured, and how the experiences nearly destroyed him before finally shaping Fender into the person he is now. But he also describes how that pain can linger.
I was far too scared to hit him,
But I would hit him in a heartbeat now.
That’s the thing with anger,
It begs to stick around.
So it can fleece you of your beauty,
And leave you spent with nowt to offer,
Makes you hurt the ones who love you.
Appearing on BBC Radio 1, Fender told Annie Mac, “I started writing about growing up in Shields, about me and me mom when things weren’t so great. It talks about the darker times but how that sort of adversity is what carves you into an adult and how it affects the person you are and what you stand for.”
See, I spent my teens enraged,
Spiraling in silence.
And I armed myself with a grin,
’Cause I was always the f***ing joker.
Buried in their humor,
Amongst the white noise and boys’ boys.
Locker-room talking lads’ lads,
Drenched in cheap drink and snide fags.
A mirrored picture of my old man,
Oh God, the kid’s a dab hand.
Canny chanter, but he looks sad.
Common People
The song also speaks to working-class struggles and how Fender’s mother navigated a maddening maze of government bureaucracy while suffering from physical and mental illnesses.
She said the debt, the debt, the debt,
So I thought about shifting gear.
And how she wept and wept and wept,
Well, luck came and died ’round here.
I see my mother, DWP see a number,
She cries on the floor, encumbered.
I’m seventeen going under.
Though the song is called “Seventeen Going Under”, Fender did survive. Perhaps it’s a lesson in how we can never really outrun our past. Because we wouldn’t be the same without it.
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