Just like we had f-f-f-f-feared,
the mates we had have all disappeared,
Nicky, Flip, Paul, Fat Bob, and Ted,
they all done a bunk and they all got wed.
Out with the lads for a laugh and a beer,
those days are no longer here.
With a lump in your throat, and a shiver down your spine,
they're the memories of 1979.
Who-o-o-oa
That's where we wanna be
1979
Who-o-o-oa
That's where we wanna be
1979
Flip, a punk s-suddenly aged,
he sold his leather jacket just to get engaged.
Bobby was a skinhead,
but Bobby's hair grew,
all for a bird that made him b-b-blue.
We never thought we would see the day, Teddy with a Mrs in the family way.
Oh, what went wrong,
things were just fine,
so take me back to 1979
Who-o-o-oa
That's where we wanna be
1979
Who-o-o-oa
That's where we wanna be
1979
Freddie was a free bloke f-f-full o' life,
ow Freddie is a bag o' misery with a wife.
Every night, George hit the town,
by 8'o'clock now, he's in his dressing gown.
They ain't the lads we knew before,
you don't see them down at the pub no more.
They're discontented mates o' mine who wanna be back in 1979.
Who-o-o-oa
That's where we wanna be
1979
Who-o-o-oa
That's where we wanna be
1979