Ludd Gang - The Fall

The housing association

Burn down both streets

A prefix of frustration

I’ll stick with the gang of one

I’ll make a stand with the Ludd Gang

Got a hole in the brain for ya

Got a hole in the brain for ya

Courage my sweet

Courage my sweet

Courage my sweet

It’s the quiet like death

It’s the choir-ette of death

Got a hole in the brain for ya

Got a hole in the brain for ya

I hate the guts ashamed of Stephen

For what he has done

The massacre of «Blue Christmas»

On him I’d like to land one on

But I’m stuck with a gang of one

Got a hole in the brain for ya

Courage my sweet

Courage my sweet

It’s a quiet like death

It’s the choir-ette of death

The housing association foiled the reign of the rain

For this, MacDonald is truly grateful

Cab driver asks why I’m not

At home with my feet put up (campaigns run amok, brick a window, run amok)

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