"In My Day" lyrics
"In My Day"
Old sailor walked my way
Sipped his pint and told me about his day
Hey hey
Said, "Son times have changed and nothing ever seems to stay the same"
Hey hey
You've got your wide-screen sets
Your dead cert bets
Wine, women, song and dance always practise safe sex
Sinking colour fast food high percent booze
Porta bubble phones got your hair like Kieth Moon
In my day no-one sits through my turn ups
In my day no-one stole from their neighbours
In my day catch a film you've 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
And I realised after a while he'd robbed me blind and slipped away
Hey, hey
He nicked my twelve-quid watch, my left foot sock
Flicked ash in the pocket of my stay pressed slacks
So the days haven't changed exactly the same
Take away the change same day same ways
In my day no-one sits through my turn ups
In my day no-one stole from their neighbours
In my day catch a film you've got some pay left
In my day, hey, hey
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