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Old Sailor walked my way Sipped his pint and told me about his day Hey Hey He said "Son, the times have changed And nothing ever seems to stay the same" Hey Hey "You got your widescreen sets Your dead-cert bets Wine, women, song and dance Always practice safe sex Sinking colour fast food Having some booze Porta-bubble phones Got your hair like Keith Moon In My Day noone searched through my turn-ups In My Day noone stole from their 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 Well 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 Four dosh in the pocket of my stay-pressed slacks So the days haven't changed Exactly the same Take away the change - Same days, same ways "In My Day noone searched through my turn-ups In My Day noone stole from their neighbours In My Day catch a film - you got some pay left In My Day" Hey Hey Hey Hey... |