Take seat youngin' Stay around for spell I got a little story that I wanted to tell Now would ya Stick around, take a listen and see 'Cause back in my day Things were always grand as can beNow all the streets were paved with gold and gems glimmerin' Lightin' up the skies at noon This town is shimmerin' Waitin' on nobody 'cause we got stuff to do 'Cause we through with the new We're talking old school, that's just what we doBack in the day, it was the prime of the time Imagine all the greats singing together in rhymes And listening together on old gramophones And old radios, it was a hell of a timeLet me tell ya youngin' Man the old days were grand You could walk down to the beach And plant your hooves in the sand Have no worries, all was grand as can be So everybody take a listen, open your eyes and seeTrot with me through the autumn leaves And keep close to stay warm Soon you'll see how much you mean to me Feelings I've never felt beforeSkippi-de-bop was the name of the game Swinging like crazy everyone goes insane It's like a game except everyone wins Why isn't music like this, anymore?My God, everything is such a bore now Everything's the same over again With all that hippin' and the hoppin' And the bippen' and the boppen' They dunno what the jazz is all about, you seeYou'll look back at your days I'm sure you will experience it sometime Cause when you grow old Everything seems cold and new generation will arriveTrot with me through the autumn leaves And keep close to stay warm Soon you'll see how much you mean to me Feelings I've never felt before
Compositor(es): Mic The Microphone / The Living Tombstone.
