Muddy Tyres, Bright Lights
Style: Brass band

[Verse 1]
Wheels leant up against the shed
Caked in all the miles you've gone
Nobody rides quite like you
You wear the mud like some kind of crown

[Chorus]
Whitney, light the candles now
Every horn is playing for you
This whole street is loud for you
Whitney, nothing here feels gritty

[Verse 2]
You never park it, never still
Chase the light till the day is done
Somebody said slow down a bit
But you just laugh and you just run

[Pre-chorus]
Hear the tuba climbing up
Feel the crowd all catch their breath
Something's coming, hold that cup

[Chorus]
Whitney, light the candles now
Every horn is playing for you
This whole street is loud for you
Whitney, nothing here feels gritty

[Bridge]
Here's to the tracks you leave behind
Here's to the mud that means you tried
Not one bit of you is tidy
We wouldn't want you sanitised

[Chorus]
Whitney, light the candles now
Every horn is playing for you
This whole street is loud for you
Whitney, nothing here feels gritty

[Outro]
The bike still leans against the door
We're glad you're muddy, glad you're you

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