The Best Of Times
We say these times are the best of times
Balcony is the dance floor, we're reading the signs
We say these times are the best of times
It's our only city, our body, our mind
We say these days are the best of days
Plugged in, connected, in so many ways
We say these days are the best of days
Deliver the goodies, don't ask for a raise
We've got two or three cats, one comes then goes
And the TV's the wall and the Uber's the stove
We can see all the faces when we're feeling fine
Minimal dressing, the youngest sold the iron
And everyday ends in why
We turn off the telly, you talk, we smile
And everyday ends tonight
We're making ends meet, Babe keeping it tight
We say these times are the best of times
Balcony is the dance floor, we're reading the signs
We say these days are the best of days
Plugged in, connected, in so many ways
And everyday ends in why
We turn of the telly, you talk, we smile
And everyday ends tonight
We're making ends meet Babe, keeping it tight
We say these times are the best of times
Balcony is the dance floor, we're reading the signs
We say these times are the best of times
It's our only city, our body, our mind
Balcony is the dance floor, we're reading the signs
We say these times are the best of times
It's our only city, our body, our mind
We say these days are the best of days
Plugged in, connected, in so many ways
We say these days are the best of days
Deliver the goodies, don't ask for a raise
We've got two or three cats, one comes then goes
And the TV's the wall and the Uber's the stove
We can see all the faces when we're feeling fine
Minimal dressing, the youngest sold the iron
And everyday ends in why
We turn off the telly, you talk, we smile
And everyday ends tonight
We're making ends meet, Babe keeping it tight
We say these times are the best of times
Balcony is the dance floor, we're reading the signs
We say these days are the best of days
Plugged in, connected, in so many ways
And everyday ends in why
We turn of the telly, you talk, we smile
And everyday ends tonight
We're making ends meet Babe, keeping it tight
We say these times are the best of times
Balcony is the dance floor, we're reading the signs
We say these times are the best of times
It's our only city, our body, our mind
Credits
Writer(s): David Moran
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