From the Olympics to the mourning rain
Past glories union's decayed
So close but we never quite had it made
We've fallen in the void and out of phase
We were so close but someone caved
Every family wears the scars
Pick your news argue who to choose
Throw me down white cliffs into the bay
Or carry on it could carry on this way
I just hope tomorrow feels ok
Saturday night
What have we got
Fight it out to the top
On the nation's favorite show
Mummy are you ever coming home
There's a madman in the bar
One hundred people running fast and running so hard
Other people living like they got it made
Consequences in the void and out of phase
We all watched the ceremony day
Saturday night
What have we got
Fight it out to the top
On the nation's favourite show
Daddy are you ever coming home
And they love you
And they hate you
Don't know what to say
I'm just so confused
And they love you
And they hate you
But it's not enough
With the heavens
Above our heads
On the tranquil Thames rivers flow
We're floating out unto the ends
Under black skies
Into dark