I was out there in the middle of the day

Trying to make love to a shopping arcade

In northern England...

Outside it was raining and I was feeling insecure

Sooner or later you got to face the fact

This world is shattered and it's too full of cracks to fill in

So we just give in on a Thursday afternoon...

In this little town where the traffic moves slow in the pouring rain

I want to take you there where the four winds blow

To be born again

I was out there with the Beatles and the Cranks

Trying to make some money and not to fall into the ranks of suburbia

With Richard Toomey a visionary ghost...

Sooner or later we make the same mistakes

Our pockets are all empty and our spirit starts to break

Just uke a baby left in the car park on a foggy new years eve...

In this little town where winter begins

In the summertime (summertime)

I want to take you there

Wash away our sins

And be born again

I was talking to some friends of mine trying to make some sense

After drinking a case of wine from Yugoslavia but just before

Breakfast we all started to agree... (wich was very unusual for us)

In this little town

In this little town

In this little town

In the pouring rain

I want to take you there

To be born again

In this little town

In the summertime

I want to take you there

And be born again

Born again...