| This is a tale of a 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 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 And I don’t think I’m coming back
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| So come on come in inside of me 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 I’ll let you go into the night
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| And I don’t think 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 me And your speakers are telling the truth
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| Comming 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 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 don’t' care coz I’m a Northern Soul
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| And 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 |