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In My Day

Old sailor walks my way
Sipped his pint and told me about his day hey hey
Said son times have changed
Nothing ever seems to stay the same hey hey

You got your wide screen sets
Your dead cert bets
Wine and women song and dance alway practice safe sex
Think they call it fast food
High percent booze
Porta bubble phones got your hair like Keith Moon

In my day
No one searched through my turn ups
In my day
No one stole from the neighbours
In my day
Catch a film you got some pay left
In my day
Hey hey

Old sailor walked away
Left me to think how much the days have changed hey hey
I realised after a while
He robbed me blind and slipped away hey hey

He nicked my twelve quid watch
My left foot sock
Flicked ash in the pockets of my sta prest slacks
Said "The days haven't changed
exactly the same
Take away the change same days same ways"

In my day
No one searched through my turn ups
In my day
No one stole from the neighbours
In my day
Catch a film you got some pay left
In my day
Hey hey
Hey hey

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