Its just a northern industrial town The front doors of the houses open into the street Theres no room for front gardens, just twoup twodown In a northern industrial town And you can see the green hills cross the rooftops And a fresher wind blows past the end of our block In the evenings the mist comes rolling on down Into a northern industrial town And theres only two teams in this town And you must follow one or the other Let us win, let them lose, not the other way round In a northern industrial town And the street lights look pretty and bright From the tops of the hills they rise dark in the night If it werent for the rain you might never come down To your northern industrial town And on payday they tear the place down With a pint in your hand and a bashem out band Sure theyd dance to the rhythm of the rain falling down In a northern industrial town And theres plenty of artists around Painters steal cars, poets nick guitars Cause were out of the black and into the red So give us this day our daily bread In a northern industrial town But its not Leeds or Manchester Liverpool, Sheffield, nor Glasgow Its not NewcastleonTyne, its Belfast Its just a northern industrial town Merry Christmas, war is over In a northern industrial town
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