Well, it's a no good complain

and the things are the same as they used to be

When the cut of the close cut sharper than a knife

Darlin' back for days mean so much to me

It was more than a dancehall, more a way of life


Cause all them voisler dancing all through the night

Fresh from working down on the cold

And those pretty faces in the flashing lights

They put the magic into my Northern Soul

Ohhh...


Well I went back of London and looked at the heart of a nation

But I spent my time looking over my shoulder and freedom

Everyone tells me that this is the right situation

Ohhh, but the hearts of the nation is missing whenever I need them


Cause all them voisler dancing all through the night

Fresh from working down on the cold

And those pretty faces in the flashing lights

They put the magic into my Northern Soul

Ohhh...