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Candidate (Piccadilly Radio Session) - Joy Division



     
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Forced by the pressure,
The territories marked,
No longer the pleasure,
Oh, I've since lost the heart.Corrupted from memory,
No longer the power,
It's creeping up slowly,
The last fatal hour.Oh, I don't what made me,
What gave me the right,
To mess with your values,
And change wrong to right.Please keep your distance,
The trail leads to here,
There's blood on your fingers,
Brought on by fear.I campaigned for nothing,
I worked hard for this,
I tried to get to you,
You treat me like this.It's just second nature,
It's what we've been shown,
We're living by your rules,

That's all that we know.I tried to get to you,
I tried to get to you,
I tried to get to you.
I tried to get to you.
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CURTIS, IAN KEVIN / HOOK, PETER / MORRIS, STEPHEN PAUL DAVID / SUMNER, BERNARDPublished by
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Joy Division were a post-punk band formed in 1976 in Salford, Greater Manchester, United Kingdom. The band dissolved in May 1980 after the suicide of its lead singer, Ian Curtis. Much of their popularity/reputation arguably resulted from frequent playings on air by iconic DJ John Peel, but it is easy now to overlook the impact that the first album, Unknown Pleasures, had on post-punk music at the time, as reference the number of prominent bands that cited this album as an influence.

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