Would you credit it?

[in play davian]

Town bradford existssss [4]

Computers infest the hotels - get some! get some!

Cops cant catch criminals

What the hell, they talk to god

Were just sssss

Hit the north







Cant 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