Walking alone, along the board Walking Brighton
The Sun is high and so am I, I feel enlightened
Mother Nature's taking care of me

Rocks me gently, naturally
Seems like the sea was put there
Just for me


Running upon the beaches of my childhood
I should have stayed forever, if only I could

Coney Island on a Sunday night
Rollercoaster rides, neon lights


Me and my Brighton, baby, used to do alright

La-la-la la-la-la la-la-la la-la-ran-da-a-da

La-la-la la-la-la la-la-la la-la-ran-da-a-da

Comes a time when eventually

I'll have to leave here, permanently
Now that old Brighton has become
A part of me


La-la-la la-la-la la-la-la la-la-ran-da-a-da
La-la-la la-la-la la-la-la la-la-ran-da-a-da


Comes a time when eventually
I'll have to leave here, permanently


Now that old Brighton has become a part of me
Now that old Brighton... has become... a part... of me