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FAKE Golden Hits proudly presents a heartfelt tribute to one of the most beloved indie pop bands of the mid-1980s — The Housemartins — with a brand new original track, “Progress”.

Blending jangly guitar lines, melodic bass, crisp drums, and soulful harmonies, Progress captures the unmistakable spirit of Paul Heaton and company: sunny, high-energy pop melodies wrapped around sharp social commentary. Written in the style of the band’s golden era, the song pairs bright, singalong choruses with witty, politically conscious lyrics — the perfect combination that made The Housemartins true indie legends.

Whether you were there in the C86 era or are discovering this sound for the first time, Progress is a celebration of that unique mix of soulful Northern charm, biting wit, and pure pop joy that made The Housemartins a timeless treasure.

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'PROGRESS' (LYRICS)
[Verse 1 ]
They paved the grass to plant a sign,
They built a bank where kids would climb,
They say it’s better, call it “new,”
But all it sells is less of you.

[Pre-Chorus]
And they clap, clap, clap for the mayor in his chain,
While the rain still drips in the old school lane.

[Chorus]
Progress, oh, it’s marching in time,
With a flag in its fist and your pound and your dime,
Progress, it’s a smiling face,
With a hand in your pocket and a changing place.

[Verse 2]
They closed the hall where choirs sang,
They’ve “modernised” the Sunday gang,
They’ve turned the green into a car parade,
And painted joy in a greyer shade.

[Pre-Chorus]
And they clap, clap, clap for the mayor in his chain,
While the rain still drips in the old school lane.

[Chorus]
Progress, oh, it’s marching in time,
With a flag in its fist and your pound and your dime,
Progress, it’s a smiling face,
With a hand in your pocket and a changing place.

[Bridge]
You can’t eat the skyline,
You can’t drink the view,
But they’ll sell it to you for a profit or two.

[Final Chorus]
Progress, oh, it’s marching in time,
With a flag in its fist and your pound and your dime,
Progress, it’s a smiling face,
With a hand in your pocket and a changing place.
Progress… progress… oh, progress…

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