Anchors away!   Granted one last summer's day   We watched the sunset silhouette the western suburbs   Across the bay   And when the sky was monochrome   We drained our drinks and headed home   Past bright-eyed boys in business suits   Tourists, where once were prostitutes      And you proposed a promenade neither of us knows   Follow the yellow brick apartment blocks   The Californian bungalows      But remember when you're wandering alongside   The river has a right side and a wrong side   Remember when you're wandering alongside   The river has a right side and a wrong side      I confess It's been a year, or little less   Since last I sallied forth   From the friendly confines of the north   But a single seagull's cry hangs in the quiet suburban sky   And for a moment I'm amazed   I ever claimed to hate this place      But remember when you're wandering alongside   The river has a right side and a wrong side   Just remember when you're wandering alongside   The river has a right side and a wrong side