Bow bells say goodbye to the last train
Over the river they all go again
Out into leafy nowhere
Hope someone's waiting out there
For themCabbie has his mind on a fare to the sun
He works nights but it's not much fun
Picks up the London yo yo's
All on their own down soho
Take me homeOther people wouldn't like to hear you
If you said
That these are the best days
Of our livesOther people turn around and laugh at you
If you said
That these are the best days
Of our livesTrellick Tower's been calling
I know she'll leave me in the morningIn hotel cells listening to dial tones
Remote controls and cable moans
[incomprehensible] drink he's talking
Gets disconnected sleepwalking back homeOther people wouldn't like to hear you
If you said
That these are the best days
Of our livesOther people turn around and laugh at you
If you said
That these are the best days
Of our lives
Of our livesOther people wouldn't like to hear you
If you said
That these are the best days
Of our livesOther people turn around and laugh at you
If you said
That these are the best days
Of our livesOther people break into a cold sweat
If you said
That these are the best days
Of their livesAnd other people turn around and laugh at you
If you said
That these are the best days
Of our lives
Of our lives