Bow bells say goodbye to the last train Over the river they all go again Out in to 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 way down Soho Other people wouldn't like to hear you If you said that these are the best days of their lives Other people would turn around and laugh at you If you said that these are the best days of their lives Trellick towers been calling I know she'll leave me in the morning Yeah yeah In hotel cells listening to dial tones Remote controls and cable moans In his drink he's been talking Gets disconnected sllepwalking back home Other people wouldn't like to hear you If you said that these are the best days of their lives Other people would turn around and laugh at you If you said that these are the best days of their lives Other people wouldn't like to hear you If you said that these are the best days of our lives