Lyrics for HIT THE NORTH, V4, 5 by The Fall:
| | | Artist: | The Fall |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | HIT THE NORTH, V4, 5 | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 87 | | | | Lyrics: | My cat says ack
Hit the North, will ya Hit the North
Would you credit it,
town and county names exist like Bradford
Just sav...
Computers infest the hotels
Cops
[I'm, uh, wired] to catch criminals
They're not too bad, I think what the hell, they talk to
God
Those were just savages, those were just savages
In Him we trust
Hit the North, will
ya Hit the North
Can't get a break on those estates, but what the
heck.
Under wrong influence from French corpse, light summer-type pale
lemon
clothes, young Connie-type aerobic chicks
Manacled to the city, manacled to the
city
Those big big big wide streets
Those useless MPs
Those useless MPs
Hit the
North
All estate agents alive yell down the nights in hysterical breath
The
government say, the government says
Go forth, go forth
No lights so
pretty
In the reflected mirror of delirium, Eastender and
Victorian
lager,
the induced call, mysterious, comes forth - Hit the North | | | |  Reddit | X / Twitter | Facebook | Copy link |
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