at Hogan's in Darlington i was drinkin' a pint
inside, but underneath the skylight
when God himself turned the light on
and i knew i was going to Brighton
oh i've lost and i've learned
i've never returned
burn, burn
burn, bridges, burn
i got on the train like one two three
no-one even looked at me
connected in London swiftly
and got to Brighton in a jiffy
hey Stephanie, what's up?
'want some chips and ketchup?
let's take a walk , drink some beer
and watch the birds over the West Pier
don't let me spend the night alone
right above the funeral home
i need company at night
like i need the tobacco in my pipe