We sang the song of days gone by
We didn’t even have to try
Our voices pure and clear and high
All those years ago.
When rockets flew up to the moon
The world turned to a different tune
The Beatles played in teenage rooms
All those years ago.
With power cuts and the three-day week
The striking workers hit the streets
Lacking money for family treats
All those years ago.
In DM boots and spiked up hair
Pretty vacant, lacking in care
Our lives we thought, would go nowhere
All those years ago.
Then Yuppies yapped and posers posed
Pubs and nightclubs barely closed
Princess Di, our English Rose
All those years ago.
We raved, we danced to a pulsing beat
On floors, in bedrooms, on the street
Out of our heads, hands, and feet
All those years ago.
Then suddenly we all grew old
Time had passed, or so we’re told
The empty streets are getting cold
All those years ago.
We sing the song of years gone by
It’s getting hard, but still, we try
With cracking coughs, we rasp so high
singing , All those years ago.
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