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This is a tale of a northern soul
This is a tale of a northern soul
Looking to find his way back home
Looking to find his way back home
He’s coming from that same old road
He’s coming from that same old road
You know the one your folds don’t know
You know the one your folds don’t know
I want to see if you know me
I was born in a rented room
I want to see if you know me
My mother didn’t get no flowers
I was born in a rented room
Dad didn’t approve of me, do you?
My mother didn’t get no flowers
Dad didn’t approve of me, do you?
I’m alive with something inside of me
And I don’t think I’m coming back
So come on come in inside of me
I’m alive with something inside of me
Let’s spread it all around
And I don’t think I’m coming back
So come on come in inside of me
Give me your powder and pills
Let’s spread it all around
I want to see if they cure my ills
I’ve no time for love and devotion
Give me your powder and pills
No time for old fashioned potion
I want to see if they cure my ills
I’ve no time for love and devotion
Take a look into my eyes
I tell you so many lies and then I’ll let you go into the night
And I don’t think I’m coming down
No time for old fashioned potion
I’m alive with something inside of me
And I can’t seem to get it out
Take a look into my eyes
I’m gonna die alone in bed
I tell you so many lies and then I’ll let you go into the night
This is a tale of a northern soul
And I don’t think I’m coming down
Looking for his way back home
I’m alive with something inside of me
And my friend said, ’come in side of me
And I can’t seem to get it out
And your speakers are telling the truth
Coming through and into your room on a river of sound’
This is a tale of a northern soul looking for his way back home
I’m gonna die alone in bed
This is a tale of a northern soul
And if he sees it I know I’ll know (repeat)
Looking for his way back home
And my friend said, come in side of me
And there’s fighting on the street below
And your speakers are telling the truth
I know there’s fighting on the street below
Coming through and into your room on a river of sound
But I don’t care ’cause I’m a northern soul
And I’m looking for a way back home
Too busy staying alive (repeat)
This is a tale of a northern soul looking for his way back home
Too busy living a lie, too busy living my life
Too busy staying alive
And if he sees it I know I’ll know (repeat)
And there’s fighting on the street below
I know there’s fighting on the street below
But I don’t care ’cause I’m a northern soul
And I’m looking for a way back home
Too busy staying alive (repeat)
Too busy living a lie, too busy living my life
Too busy staying alive
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