Over the river they all go again
Out into leafy nowhere hope someone’s waiting out there for them
Cabbie has his mind on a fare to the sun
He works nights but it’s not much fun
Picks up the london yo-yos
All on their own down soho
Take me home

Other people wouldn’t like to hear you
If you said that these are the best days of their lives
Other people turn around and laugh at you
If you said that these are the best days of our lives

Trellick tower’s been calling
I know she’ll leave me in the morning

In hotel cells listening to dull tones
Remote controls and cable moans
In his drink he’s been talking
Gets disconnected sleepwalking back home

Other people wouldn’t like to hear you
If you said that these are the best days of our lives
Other people turn around and laugh at you
If you said that these are the best days of our lives, of our lives

Other people wouldn’t like to hear you
If you said that these are the best days of our lives
Other people turn around and laugh at you
If you said that these are the best days of our lives
Other people break into a cold sweat
If you said that these are the best days of their lives
And other people turn around and laugh at you
If you said that these are the best days of our lives, of our lives