Surgical jewels strewn with icy beaches
Late at night
Late at night
Dark beast of waves lapping a shiny piece
From my design
What’s my design?
Well in the cold there’s no escape
From a slap across the face
And someday I’ll take it
I’ll take it with grace
Well it’s alright
It’s alright
I’ve gotta Northern soul
I’ve gotta Northern soul
When the garbage leaks a toxic city
Can you pass with a smile?
And when the beggars are bummin’ for my cigarettes
I say price is too high
When I’m alone on the train
Don’t give a damn ‘bout the people playin' and preachin'
Well, who knows what the fuck they are sayin’?
Well it’s alright
It’s alright
I’ve gotta Northern Soul
I’ve gotta Northern Soul
I’ve gotta Northern soul
I’ve gotta Northern soul
I've gotta-a-a-a-a-a-a-a
Don’t wanna do like I should
Conceive like a virgin would
I wanna be anything and everything but good
And it’s alright
It’s alright
I’ve gotta Northern Soul
I’ve gotta Northern Soul
I’ve gotta Northern Soul
I’ve gotta Northern Soul
I’ve got, I’ve got, I’ve got, I’ve got
I’ve got, I’ve got, I’ve got, I've got
I’ve got soul