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(Verse 1)
When the moon is high and the streets are bare,
A shadow creeps with a piercing glare.
Through the lanes, past the pier, in the dead of night,
Something stirs—stay out of sight!
(Chorus)
Run, run, while you can!
The Brighton Beast is at hand!
With a grin so wide and a chilling growl,
He’s lurking now—hear him howl!
(Verse 2)
Legends whisper of a man they fear,
Who walks by day, then disappears.
Some say he’s human, some say he’s not,
A twisted soul that time forgot.
(Bridge)
By the Pavilion, under the pier,
If you listen close, you’ll hear—
A laugh, a hiss, a creeping tread,
A voice that echoes in your head!
(Final Chorus)
Run, run, while you can!
The Brighton Beast is at hand!
No one’s safe when the night turns black,
For the Brighton Beast is back!
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