Inspired by California billboards advertising legal services for accident/injury attorneys, Houseman's observational highlights the Instagram glamor of the advertising in with oblique framing. Zooming out, it's a commentary about society's tension between artifice and substance. The song lets you feel the weight of something without spelling it out.
Lyrics
Sign on bus, board on the road
It hits me in the face where ever I go
That's what they want, a hazard in lace
I think to myself, that's just a pretty face
Are you injured? Are you hurt?
Call the Disaster Babes
Are you wounded and in pain?
Call the Disaster Babes
Are you lonely, you okay?
Call the Disaster Babes
Way back when, in a different kind of place
You could thrive with a radio face
It's the glamor wars, a hollow, stupid race
Ready for a close up, no filter out of place
Are you injured? Are you hurt?
Call the Disaster Babes
Are you wounded and in pain?
Call the Disaster Babes
Are you lonely, you okay?
Call the Disaster Babes
To the others, who can't compete
Do they die in the dirt and admit defeat?
Kind, tender-hearted, a hundred times smarter
Seems kind of wrong that they don't belong
Are you injured? Are you hurt?
Call the Disaster Babes
Are you wounded and in pain?
Call the Disaster Babes
Are you lonely, you okay?
Call the Disaster Babes