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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bugzy Malone
Vocals
JP Cooper
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
AARON DAVIES
Songwriter
Lyrics
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If you wanna know somethin' 'bout me
The blood in my veins is full of northern grit
I got that northern soul, man, I got bags of it
We're far from ordinary people
And if you wanna know somethin' 'bout us
The hearts in our chest are full of northern love
And even when we're broke, we'll always have enough
We're far from ordinary people
Yeah, yeah
We're far from ordinary
Alright, how can I say this?
(People, people, people, people)
I'm from a place where, no one expects us to make it
There was The Stone Roses and Oasis
But when they were big we were still babies
I'm talkin' to the new generation
And we wasn't born in the Eighties
They say that we don't see many places
'Cause nobody left here for ages
Serious love for the people that raised us
Even though it got crazy
Poverty stricken but that never phased us
Not one of us lazy
And I'll be the first to say money don't change us
Well, it didn't change me
I'll never forget where I came from
That's 'cause it's the struggle that saved me
On the streets we got brought up
And we'd play on the grass 'cause we're tryna be pro footballers
They say there's no kings out here
Nobody's got money, everyone of us paupers
I beg to differ
'Cause I see the bigger picture
Every one of us kings
We could live on the street and make it a castle
Fuck what they call us
They can keep throwin' out orders
In fact, bring cameras and recorders
We've been fightin' for survival
And you're gonna learn what war does
(Oh-oh-oh)
Why did they call it an army?
That's 'cause it's filled with soldiers
There's a war goin' on outside and it's life
You can keep the revolvers
If you wanna know somethin' 'bout me
The blood in my veins is full of northern grit
I got that northern soul, man, I got bags of it
We're far from ordinary people
(People, people)
And if you wanna know somethin' 'bout us
The hearts in our chest are full of northern love
And even when we're broke, we'll always have enough
We're far from ordinary people
(People, people)
We're far from ordinary
(People, people, people, people)
Okay, what did they expect?
They expect us to fail this test
They think 'cause we're broken we're not blessed
Like we're gonna watch our parents stress
No chance
And more time our parents are broken up anyway, there's no romance
And the car's been sold
And that's 'cause there's no keepin' up with their finance
What do they want us to do?
Skip down the road to the job centre and just hold hands?
It's not easy out here
Depression's a killer, especially when you've got no plans
So much pain on a daily basis
Would you not grab the painkiller with both hands?
It's a shame the painkiller's weed and liquor
Strong enough to wipe out the whole gang
I'm being brutally honest
I don't condone it but I understand the stealin'
And the violence
Yeah man, run when they hear the sirens
No comment, leave the room in silence
That's the same boy who's mum got treated bad in the job centre on Friday
(Oh-oh-oh)
Dad don't care so he lacks the guidance
It's a shame that the streets are evil
But that's just where we grown up
And not everything was legal
But that's where we learnt to be tough
Most people grind to a halt
Like a car with no petrol or no diesel
But we keep it movin' 'round here
'Cause we're far from ordinary people
If you wanna know somethin' 'bout me
The blood in my veins is full of northern grit
I got that northern soul, man, I got bags of it
We're far from ordinary people
(People, people)
And if you wanna know somethin' 'bout us
The hearts in our chest are full of northern love
And even when we're broke, we'll always have enough
We're far from ordinary people
(People, people)
We're far from ordinary
(People, people, people, people)
I see the raindrops fallin' again
We look up to greet the heavens
Who cares if we had harsh beginnings?
We look onwards
If you wanna know somethin' 'bout me
The blood in my veins is full of northern grit
I got that northern soul, man, I got bags of it
We're far from ordinary people
And if you wanna know somethin' 'bout us
The hearts in our chest are full of northern love
And even when we're broke, we'll always have enough
We're far from ordinary people
We're far from ordinary
(People, people, people, people)
We're far from ordinary
Written by: James Murray, John Paul Cooper, Aaron Davies, Mustafa Omer