Grandpa fled from Russia and we escaped the Reds
Sailing through the ocean deep and wide
A better future shining brightly up ahead
Brighton Beach is where we now reside

Brighton we own it day and night
Brighton the bands are shining bright
Brighton look the bag is in reach
You are welcome to Brighton Beach

Nachman benefactor, Don of Coney Island streets
Selling kosher meat and contraband
Nobody can explain his tidy balance sheets
He's the pride and glory of the land

Brighton we own it day and night
Brighton the bands are shining bright
Brighton look  the bag is in reach
You are welcome to Brighton Beach

Brighton we own it day and night
Brighton the bands are shining bright
Brighton look  the bag is in reach
You are welcome to Brighton Beach