In the 70's

In the 70's my ma would play
records by Neil and Cliff all day
and let's be honest, those guys are here to stay

I would look forward to my 'mum tea'
of fish fingers, chips and beans
come in from playing, with grazed hands and ripped jeans.

In the 70's I was wearing flares
Would play outside without a care
"Son you're late in, now get up those stairs!"

You would never, ever answer back
You'd get told off and that was that
Your dad was always right and that's a fact

In the 70's, no computer games
we'd play football in the pouring rain
and the 'magic sponge' would 'cure' the pain

We would play outside and would be alright
make sure we're home while it's still light
and get excited about pudding 'Angel Delight!'

And we used to play with the garden worms
no need to worry about the germs
and see old ladies with blue rinses and perms

In the 70's there was no bad luck
I thought I would never grow up
and still be drinking tea from a chipped brown cup

Back then we knew everything was alright
We had no cares in our life
and none of my friends carried a knife.