Ed Harcourt takes aim at fracking and society's seemingly unquenchable thirst for oil on this spine-tingling piano ballad. He explained to The Quietus
"(David) Cameron guaranteed a policy that would lead us to renewable energy in the light of our serious climate change problem and he has not backed up his promise. This conservative government is shameless and shameful in equal measure. Democracy is important, seriously the anarchists have no answer.…but we have been deceived. When are we not lied to? Perhaps it'll always be this way. We try to change it. I understand the desperation, the need for acknowledgement... the petitions and the click-tivism...
I wanted this song to sound like a loping, clanking, fire-breathing giant made out of machinery eating up the earth and spewing vast projectiles of junk out, leaving chaos and emptiness in its wake. A metaphor perhaps for our landfills, plastic wastelands, junkyards…. when the caveman first made fire I'm sure he had no idea what would happen. Poor Fred Flintstone. He'll sleep when he's dead."