Extraño momento para pensar en esto

Bow bells say goodbye to the last train,
over the river they all go again.
Out into leafy nowhere,
hopes someone's waiting out there for him.

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!

Trellick tower's been calling,
I know she'll leave me in the morning.

In hotel cells listening to dial tones,
remote controls and cable moans.
In his sleep 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'd turn around and laugh at you
if you said that these are the best days of our lives.

D. Albarn