The Fall ....Hit the North....

Hit the North, My Cat says eeeee-ack, Hit the North, 95% of [hayseeds or corn-pone], guaranteed Computers infest the hotels, Cops can't catch criminals but what the heck, they're not too bad, they talk to God Religioussssss, Hit the North, Manacled to the city, All estate agents alive yell down nights in hysterical breath, There's no lights so pretty, Those big big big wide streets, Those useless MPs, Savages...Hit the North (Manacled to the system) From the back third eye psyche, the reflected mirror of delirium, Eastender and Victoria's lager, the induced call, mysterious, comes forth - Hit the North (Savages) Hit the North, Computers infest the hotels....of the fall discography....