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Best days



Over the river they all go again Out into leafy nowhere hope someone 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-yo's All on their own down Soho Please take me home Other people wouldn't want 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 these were 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