Pushing and pulling   And trying to make my way   Through the crowds on the Underground      I'm just a man   And I hope that I can be true   Like I've never been true before      I know that you'll be here   For the good and the bad times   I hope you know I'll be here   For the bad and the good times      Pushing and pulling   Why can't they leave us alone?   Pay the rent and the telephone      Let's just stay in   Play old records and watch TV   Something you taped on video      Mao badge and arts lab   A cigarette on the bus   Bus to school, comprehensive school      Music and books before   Girlfriends and looks   Go in anaglypta in cinnamon      I hope that there aren’t too many bad times