A Northern Soul (Live From The 9:30 Club, Washington D.C. / 1997)

This is a tale of a Northern Soul Looking to find his way back home He's coming from that same old road You know the one your folds don't know I want to see if you know me I was born in a rented room My mother didn't get no flowers Dad didn't approve of me, do you I'm alive with something inside of me And I don't think I'm coming back So come on come in inside of me Let's spread it all around Give me your powder and pills I want to see if they cure my ills I've no time for love and devotion No time for old fashioned potion Take a look into my eyes I tell you so many lies and then I'll let you go into the night And I don't think I'm coming down I'm alive with something inside of me And I can't seem to get it out I'm gonna die alone in bed This is a tale of a northern soul Looking for his way back home And my friend said, Come in side of me And your speakers are telling the truth Coming through and into your room on a river of sound This is a tale of a northern soul looking for his way back home And if he sees it I know I'll know repeat And there's fighting on the street below I know there's fighting on the street below But I don't care 'Cause I'm a Northern Soul And I'm looking for a way back home Too busy staying alive repeat Too busy living a lie, too busy living my life Too busy staying alive