| I wish there was another year, another time | |
| When people sang and poems rhymed | |
| My name could be Napoleon | |
| A thousand ships | |
| A windy sail, so huge and high | |
| It's tall enough to touch the sky | |
| It's beautiful but hard to find | |
| But I just wasn't born in time | |
| Walking back to Waterloo again | |
| Where do I begin ? | |
| In the brand new street | |
| You can get a good seat at the end | |
| I can dream of growing trees and things | |
| That live and grass that's green | |
| In meadows that have never been | |
| But I still place my trust in the queen | |
| What is life, when a man is pressured | |
| Based on wrong or right? | |
| And I don't know what it means | |
| There must be more we haven't seen | |
| Walking back to Waterloo again | |
| Where do I begin? | |
| In the brand new street | |
| You can get a good seat at the end | |
| Walking back to Waterloo again | |
| Where do I begin? | |
| In the brand new street | |
| You can get a good seat at the end | |
| Walking back to Waterloo again | |
| Where do I begin? | |
| In the brand new street | |
| You can get a good seat at the end |