Northern Soul Video (MV)

The soundman's getting angry
And the barkeep's lost his smile
The late crowd's always cranky
I'm sticking round here for awhile
You're tuning up your six string
And you're praying you'll do fine
You're gonna make their ears ring
Atop the stage inside your mind
Well, the street's on fire
And the walls are closing in
No, I've never felt so tired
And I can't remember when
The night fell hard on 1st street
And we played at Northern Soul
The Stiletto girl went barefoot
And her eyes were black as coal
She was so bold
Woah-oh-oh-oh
Your girlfriend's getting wasted
Like so many times before
The Long Island Tea, she chased it
With a shot of French Liqueur
There's porno in the men's room
Clipped from girly magazines
An 80's centerfold in full bloom
Reminds you of your teenage dreams
Well, the street's on fire
And the walls are closing in
No, I've never felt so tired
And I can't remember when
The night fell hard on 1st street
And we played at Northern Soul
The Stiletto girl went barefoot
And her eyes were black as coal
She was so bold
Woah-oh-oh-oh
No, I don't think we belong here
It all seems so obscene
Pretending we have no fear
And taking on the local scene
It's so hard keeping sober
I've been dry for thirty days
And when the night is over
Think I'll just sleep for days
Well, the street's on fire
And the walls are closing in
No, I've never felt so tired
And I can't remember when
The night fell hard on 1st street
And we played at Northern Soul
The Stiletto girl went barefoot
And her eyes were black as coal
She was so bold
Woah-oh-oh-oh