[00:14.28]We were born by the[00:15.57]Thames' running water, sons of the social disorder[00:21.12]Go to school, get a job, be a fool or a yob and prepare yourself for gaol[00:28.29]But we tired of the constant surrender to those with a hidden agenda[00:34.86]So we fought with the best, now it's time for a rest as we say our last farewell [Chorus][00:42.75]Goodbye, we're calling it day, we're having it away, we're gonna say goodbye[00:48.90]Goodbye, there's nothing left to say, we're getting in the way[00:53.73]We're gonna say goodbye[00:55.65]For the holidays in[00:56.64]Devon, for the spirit of seventy-seven[01:02.76]For the laughs and the ligs and the drinks and the gigs[01:06.03]And the making of the fuss[01:09.63]For the friends who knew just where to find us[01:12.84]For the mates who were always behind us[01:16.35]When you're next in a pub or a bar or a club, have a drink on us [Chorus]