Hit The North

Hit the north
Would you credit it, bradford, town name
We're just savages
Computers infest the hotels
Cops can't catch criminals
I think what the hell, get some! get some!
They're not too bad, they talk to god
They're just savages, they're just savages
Hit the north



You can't get a break on the estates, but what the heck, it's great
[...] it's north west north middle south east etcet and so forth
Those big big wide streets
Those useless mps
Just savages
Hit the north
Will ya hit the north
To all the boys and chicks, hit the north



The government say estate agents alive complain
Hit the north
Manacled to the city, manacled to the city
And all the lights are pretty
Striker! mitherer!
Savages
Hit the north



Now this is the truth, go forth, go forth,
In the reflected mirror of delirium, of victoria's lager,
The induced call, mysterious, comes forth - hit the north

Would you credit it?
[in play davian]
Town bradford existssss [4]
Computers infest the hotels - get some! get some!
Cops can't catch criminals
What the hell, they talk to god
We're just sssss
Hit the north



Can't get a break on those estates, but what the heck
All the hoots
All the lights so pretty
Hit the north
Striker! mitherer! get outta here!
Hit the north



The government say, the government says
All estate agents alive yell down nights in hysterical breath
Those big big big wide streets
Those useless mps
Hit the north
Savagessss
Manacled to the city, manacled to the city
Hit the north



Now this is the truth, wrong influence from french corpse
Hit the north
My cat says ow!



In the back third eye psyche, the reflected mirror of delirium,
Eastender and victorian lager, the induced call, mysterious,
Comes forth - hit the north

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