Coordinates: 53°37′57″N 3°01′09″W / 53.6325°N 3.0192°W / 53.6325; -3.0192
Birkdale is an area of Southport, within the Metropolitan Borough of Sefton, Merseyside, though historically in Lancashire, in the north-west of England. The area is located on the Irish Sea coast, approximately a mile away from the centre of Southport. From 1894 to 1912, Birkdale and the adjoining suburb/village of Ainsdale were administered by Birkdale Urban District Council before becoming part of the county borough of Southport. Until 1 April 1974, Birkdale lay in the traditional borders of the county of Lancashire. At the 2001 census, it had a population of 12,265. The population of the area at the 2011 Census is shown under Birkdale(Ward)(qv).
Birkdale also inspired the name for a new urban mixed use community twelve miles north of Charlotte, North Carolina in Huntersville, North Carolina called Birkdale Village.
Birkdale probably takes its name from two Old Norse words, birki meaning "birch-copse" and dalr meaning "dale" or "valley".
Birkdale is a Metropolitan Borough of Sefton ward in the Southport Parliamentary constituency that covers the eastern part of the localities of Birkdale and Hillside in the town of Southport, England. The population as at the 2011 census was 13,161.
Coordinates: 53°38′04″N 3°01′47″W / 53.6344°N 3.0298°W / 53.6344; -3.0298
Places named Birkdale include:
Square in the face
Sony spacecraft
Hovering over like a third eye
Why am I hovering over myself
I'm flipping out in the magazine neighborhood
It's just like everybody said you would be greased
I should be living
Giving my mind a chance to rewind
And playback beautiful music
I should be living
Giving my mind a chance to rewind
And playback dangerous rhythms
We almost forgot
Every building is a shop
Every person is a shopper
Finally it almost seemed we
Almost forgot
Every building is a shop
Every person is a shopper
Finally
But when we started walking
I was in the nineteen fourties
Simplified the politics
Marveled at the architecture
You were off on camera
Gathering the setting sun
The red brick building tops
Finally it almost seemed authentic
As we headed further west
Into the worst, out of the best
Magazine neighborhood
We saw tall trees
And public enemies
I should be living
Giving my mind a chance to rewind
And playback beautiful music
I should be living
Giving my mind a chance to rewind
And playback dangerous rhythms
We almost forgot
Every building is a shop
Every person is a shopper
Finally it almost seemed we
Almost forgot
Every building is a shop
Every person is a shopper
Finally it almost seemed we
Moved out of the searchlight
Passed under the moonlight
Moved out of the searchlight
Open up and spend the night
We almost forgot
Every building is a shop
Every person is a shopper
Finally it almost seemed we
Almost forgot
Every building is a shop
Every person is a shopper
Finally it almost seemed we
Moved out of the searchlight
Passed under the moonlight
Moved out of the searchlight