Come and play the tunes of glory   Raise your voice in celebration   Of the days that we have wasted   In the cafe in the station   And learn the meaning of existence   In fortnightly installments      Come share this golden age with me   In my single room apartment   And if it all amounts to nothing   It doesn't matter   These are still our glory days      Oh my face is unappealing   And my thoughts are unoriginal   I did experiments with substances   But all it did was make me ill   And I used to do the I Ching      But then I had to feed the meter   Now I can't see into the future   But at least I can use the heater   Oh it doesn't get much better than this   'Cos this is how we live our glory days      And I could be a genius   If I just put my mind to it and I   I could do anything if only I could get round to it   Oh we were brought up on the space race   Now they expect you to clean toilets      When you've seen how big the world is   How can you make do with this?   If you want me, I'll be sleeping in   Sleeping in throughout these glory days      These glory days can take their toll   So catch me now, before I turn to gold   Yeah we'd love to hear your story   Just as long as it tells us where we are   That where we are is where we're meant to be      Oh come on make it up yourself   You don't need anybody else   And I promise I won't sell these days   To anybody else in the world but you   No one but you, no one but you, no one but you