Lyrics Ludd Gang - The Fall

Ludd Gang

The housing association
Burn down both streets
A prefix of frustration
I’ll stick with the gang of one
I’ll make a stand with the Ludd Gang
Got a hole in the brain for ya
Got a hole in the brain for ya
Courage my sweet
Courage my sweet
Courage my sweet
It’s the quiet like death
It’s the choir-ette of death
Got a hole in the brain for ya
Got a hole in the brain for ya
I hate the guts ashamed of Stephen
For what he has done
The massacre of «Blue Christmas»
On him I’d like to land one on
But I’m stuck with a gang of one
Got a hole in the brain for ya
Courage my sweet
Courage my sweet
It’s a quiet like death
It’s the choir-ette of death
The housing association foiled the reign of the rain
For this, MacDonald is truly grateful
Cab driver asks why I’m not
At home with my feet put up (campaigns run amok, brick a window, run amok)
Whats, Jap, lorry, back, feather, next, bishops, ludd gang