A funeral I see the ghosts
The north, the north, the north, the north
Jack is mad, as his dad
The north, the north, the north, the north
People cry when people die
The north, the north, the north, the north
As expected, no one's resurrected
The north, the north!
Pick up the pace

Find the line: Life and crime
The north, the north, the north, the north
Call me out, get your clout
The north, the north, the north, the north
You've been wrong for very long
The north, the north, the north, the north
Is there time to say goodbye?
The north consumes all our minds
Pick up the pace
Pick up the pace