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...