Hello, hello, hello,
How are you?
It was good to see ya,
It was good to see ya

No-one's gotta hold on you,
You've spent your whole life running wild
Livin' lovin' London town
In the days of '65

A sharp cut suit and a chrome Lambretta
Took you down to Brighton beach
A bag of blues and a Yardbirds tune
With the weekend at your feet

All your life you've been trying
To find a road that turns back time
You're still flying
Those days are dying...

Hello, hello, hello
How are you?
It was good to see ya
It was good to see ya

Hello, hello, hello
How are you?
I can see you're looking good,
It was good to see ya...

Heading down on the 10.15
All the way to sea and sand,
No-one's gotta hold on you
Or the music of the band
There's nothing like a memory
To make it all come flooding back...

All your life, you've been riding,
To the sun that kissed the sky,
But it's time, to say goodbye...