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Would you credit it? [in play davian]Town bradford existssss [4]Computers infest the hotels - get some! get some!Cops can’t catch criminalsWhat the hell, they talk to godWe’re just sssssHit the northCan’t get a break on those estates, but what the heckAll the hootsAll the lights so prettyHit the northStriker! mitherer! get outta here!Hit the northThe government say, the government saysAll estate agents alive yell down nights in hysterical breathThose big big big wide streetsThose useless mpsHit the northSavagessssManacled to the city, manacled to the cityHit the northNow this is the truth, wrong influence from french corpseHit the northMy 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