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