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...