B Lyrics

Yellow grass is burning under

The sunshine

Many drivers on the left you'll be

Careful

Kilometers grow, excitation

Too fine

We see the sea blue as the sky

No need pool

We're four, it's not a mistake

Easier to cut the cake

With Tim Brighton, to load the phone

We're four to take the shuttle

Funny to pass the tunnel

With Tim Brighton

There's no more lawn

Proudly, the pier walks on the channel

Glossy

Hurry, take beers, yeah it comes the bell

Thirsty

Chips and fish are crisped together

Flavour

And Tim eats stuff over and over

Horror

We're four, it's not a mistake

It's so brit. It's not a fake Amazing town

Lovely Brighton

We're four, it's not a mistake

Bands give energy we take

To make our own-made-in Brighton

The pebble beach reminds you your feet

Painful

The sun can't trust it : he's in on it

So fool

There's a penury of Co2

Night and day

See you tonight Andy, we heard you

French way

We have seen Kev' in Action

Painting punk on his stone

It was so good. Thank you Brighton

We have seen Kev' in Action

Painting punk on his stone

It was so good thank you Brigthon