When I was tall as a bottle of beer I lived some of my brightest days in a small town by the sea. Most of my friends were there and, over the years, I’ve seen those people grow up, change and sometimes fail.
Have you ever seen a night like this
Have you ever written down life line by line
We used to spend our summer through these dirty lanes
Then we grew up men and our paths took different ways
We were so young
We had no clues, no rules, no schemes
We ruled the seaside
From the backwash to the pine grove
Pirates riding high
In a town that never changed
We ruled the seaside
And we had nothing to lose
Riding high we ruled this town
Tell me what you see if you turn back your head
Tell me how does it feel walking with your shoes
Sometimes I ask myself if this is just what you wanted
and if that loyal kid hides himself somewhere there
The years pass by
The road gets dark day by day
We ruled the seaside
From the backwash to the pine grove
Pirates riding high
In a town that never changed
We ruled the seaside
And we had nothing to lose
Riding high we ruled this town
How many times we sat on this rock
How many memories we burnt around the bonfire
Then life wanted more, the childhood ended fast
How many tales behind those worn out pics
How many faces fade away and go
This night is over and the pirates will follow their wakes
We ruled the seaside
From the backwash to the pine grove
Pirates riding high
In a town that never changed
We ruled the seaside
And we had nothing to lose
Riding high we ruled this town
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