[Verse 1] Ticket to the coast Tailwind on the A23 Three-button jacket Razor crease Mirror on the Lambretta seat Union Jack on a parka hood Target patch stitched by hand Chrome and bravado Revving like a teenage band [Chorus] Parkas on the pier Brighton in the morning (hey!) Blue pills buzzing in our veins Hearts roaring We were sharp as a suit Loud as the songs on the jukebox Little kings of the south coast Kicking in the locks Parkas on the pier Flags in the spray We thought the whole wide world Would dress our way [Verse 2] Basement club in Soho Three chords Cracked PA Buttons shining under smoke We dance our doubts away Haircut neat Attitude mean Talking big on borrowed time Every chorus Every scream Felt like a headline [Chorus] Parkas on the pier Brighton in the morning (woah) Blue pills buzzing in our veins Hearts roaring We were sharp as a suit Loud as the songs on the jukebox Little kings of the south coast Kicking in the locks Parkas on the pier Waves at our feet We swore the old grey England Would move to our beat [Bridge] Riot on the postcards Sand in our polished shoes Police boots Sea breeze Someone’s on the evening news We were kids with crooked halos Posing like we owned the town Thought style could save us As the tide pulled out [Chorus] Parkas on the pier Brighton in the morning (hey!) Blue pills buzzing in our veins Hearts roaring We were sharp as a suit Loud as the songs on the jukebox Little kings of the south coast Kicking in the locks Parkas on the pier Ghosts in the spray Somewhere in an old 45 We still play
