Essex After Hours

{guitar feedback, high-octave rhythmic chord

stabs,

snappy tambourine} Meet me by the railway line Checking watches,

killing time

In our pointy leather shoes And we've got nothing left to lose

Under the streetlights, looking for a ride

We're pushing through the crowd outside

{guitars building, rising crash

cymbals} Oh, we're tearing up the Essex streets tonight!

(yeah!) Running from the rain and chasing the light

And we don't care about tomorrow's pain

We'll do it all again!

{soaring guitar lead octave hook} Sticky floors and cheap white wine

We're singing lines from '99

Your friends are arguing in the queue

And I'm just looking straight at you Oh,

we're tearing up the Essex streets tonight!

(yeah!) Running from the rain and chasing the light

And we don't care about tomorrow's pain

We'll do it all again!

We'll walk back home

Along the bypass

all alone

(so cold)

No cabs in sight,

but we're alright {guitars quiet down to a rhythmic pulse,

building up gradually} Yeah,

we'll do it all again!

(doing it all again!) {frantic drum fills,

roaring guitar feedback, sudden cold stop on a final chord}