Dreaming

Kids are cruising on the old shoreline
Goodbye-girls killing time
Feel like soldiers we couldn’t wait
Running wild, rushing to our fate
Sleeping rough out on brighton’s beach
A step from the law just out of reach
Nobody cares, nobody knows
Made a stand and played a show
Nobody cares, nobody knows
Hiding in the wrecks of burned out cars
Found a compass on the promenade
Gangs assemble in the old arcade
By looking cool we thought we had it made
We ran wildly against the tide
Nothing much just our teenage pride
Down the alleys to the old stage door
They heard the band coming through the floor
Eric burdon and the animals played
In our minds the impression’s made