You're welcome, cnd.

I think "And if we're still standing, we'll carry it on round mine" is correct.

And from the CD of Commercial Rosd:

East End Ding Dong

Richard Digance

Ev’ry Saturday night, we all got tight
In the public bar of the Guiding Light
We’d sing a song, get it half wrong
Then along came Olivia Newton-John
Now there’s Ian Dury, who don’t talk proper like me
Tell you one thing, our old boozer ain’t what it used to be

Oh! We all had a sing-song
A right old East End ding dong
Now Sid never cared, sharp or flat
He just played a bit of this and that

Now we’ve got this disco and it costs a couple of quid
Whatever happened to the old days, yeah whatever happened to Sid?

There’s flashing lights and lamé tights
To wear at a singalong Saturday nights
There’s Boney M singin’ in style, all I want is “Any Old Iron!”
Now there’s blasted Blondie, she’s something made of glass
Bring back Vera Lynn and stick them discos up the yard

We all had a sing-song
A right old East End ding dong
Now Sid never cared, sharp or flat
He just played a bit of this and that
Now we’ve got this disco and it costs a couple of quid
Whatever happened to the old days, yeah whatever happened to Sid?
Whatever happened to the old days, yeah whatever happened to Sid?

Ev’ry Saturday night, we all got tight
In the public bar of the Guiding Light
We all crooned out of tune
By the Light of the Silvery Moon

The Landlord called last orders
We went home to our beds
No one sang on Sunday nights
‘Cause we all ‘ad ‘orrible ‘eads

We all had a sing song
A right old East End ding dong
Now Sid never cared, sharp or flat
He just played a bit of this and that
Now we’ve got this disco and it costs a couple of quid
Whatever happened to the old days, yeah whatever happened to Sid?

Oh, we all had a sing-song
A right old East End ding dong
Now Sid never cared, sharp or flat
He just played a bit of this and that
Now we’ve got this disco and it costs a couple of quid
Oh, whatever happened to the old days, yeah whatever happened to Sid?

Oh, we all had a sing-song
A right old East End ding dong
Now Sid never cared, sharp or flat
He just played a bit of this and that
Now we’ve got this disco and it costs a couple of quid
Oh, whatever happened to the old days, yeah whatever happened to Sid?

LFF