Hazebrouck (Dutch: Hazebroek) is a commune in the Nord department in northern France. Hazebrouck in Flanders was a small market town before it became an important railway junction in the 1860s. West Flemish was the usual popular language used in the town until 1880. At that time French was taught at school by mandate of the French government in an effort to "Frenchify" the people of the Nord-Pas-de-Calais and to extinguish their Flemish roots. The development of the railways linked Hazebrouck to Lille to Calais and Dunkirk.
Hazebrouck's town hall was built in the 19th century and the oldest monument of the town is St Eloi's church. During the two world wars Hazebrouck was an important military target. Many British soldiers are buried in the cemeteries around the town. In the town museum, which was originally a chapel and friary of the Augustines, visitors can see the Hazebrouck's giants: Roland, Tijse-Tajse, Toria and Babe-Tajse; a collection of Flemish and French paintings and a traditional Flemish kitchen.
It was said that summer stopped when it hadn't even started
Rain clouds above my head revealed more once they had parted
Small things had kind of started correlating
Like I'd fall up more curbs the less I tied my laces
It's familiar, familiar, the shop front signs and their
Interiors, interiors, the tide brought a bottle so
Mysterious, mysterious, the note enclosed asked
Was I sitting on my hands?
Mark makers make marks on the world
Hey! Housebrick are you sitting in a building
Are you rested in a hand?
Are you heading for a windscreen?
Hey! Housebrick are you sitting in a building
Are you rested in a hand?
Are you heading for a windscreen now?
It seemed the autumn days were struggling in a vice
Our lazy afternoons all pressed up against the night
Some small things had kind of started making sense
I'd get more letters through the door the less I paid the rent
And when the rent is due, the rent is due, the pounds and the pennies find
More interesting things to do, the wind brought a treasure map
Whose directions I followed through
But when I dug the ground I found the bottom of a hole
Mark makers make marks on the world
Hey! Housebrick are you sitting in a building
Are you rested in a hand?
Are you heading for a windscreen?
Hey! Housebrick are you sitting in a building
Are you rested in a hand?
Are you heading for a windscreen now?
You were meant to keep us safe
And sit tall upon the landscape
But you fly on the wings of fate
Hey! Housebrick are you sitting in a building
Are you rested in a hand?
Are you heading for a windscreen?
Hey! Housebrick are you sitting in a building
Are you rested in a hand?
Are you heading for a windscreen now?