Brighton Rock

Words and music by Brian May

Happy little day Jimmy went away

Met his little Jenny on a public holiday

A happy pair they made so decorously laid

'Neath the gay illuminations all along the promenade

It's so good to know there's still a little magic in the air

I'll weave my spell

Jenny will you stay tarry with me pray

Nothing 'ere need come between us

Tell me love what do you say?

Oh no I must away to my mum in disarray

If my mother should discover how I spent my holiday

It would be of small avail to talk of magic in the air