Northern Soul

Everybody wants to say they’re down with it
But Johnny wouldn’t, woah-oah-oah
Everybody tried to fake the look to be it
But Johnny wouldn’t, woah-oah-oah

And when you wanna look hard
On the backstreets
He’s got his back to the wall
By the record machine
And all the kids are full of attitude
It’s what you gotta do
If you wanna make it on the underground

And now you’re runnin’ ‘round the city
Full of expectation
Fighting on the weekend
Building reputation
Oh, and the boys were high
Even if he’s well bred
He’s got a brand new scar
From a kick to the head
And all the kids are full of attitude
It’s what you gotta do
If you wanna make it on the underground

Aaaah, sick of innovation
Giving dedication to a hopeless generation
When it’s just hidden as sensation
Oh, everybody’s too high
And so under-fed
Well, I don’t wanna grow up
I’d rather wake up dead

And all the kids are full of attitude
It’s what you gotta do
If you wanna make it on the underground

How many times you’ve tried-tried-tried-tried
(Straight and narrow)
To walk around in his feet
(Straight and narrow)
If you complete the lie-lie
(Straight and narrow)
You can live like he did

How many times you’ve tried
(Straight and narrow)
To walk around in his feet
(Straight and narrow)
If you complete the lie
(Straight and narrow)
You can live like he did
You can live like he did
You can live like he did
(You can live like he did)
(You can live)
(You can live)