In My Day
old sailor walks my way, sips his pint and told me about his day
he said, son times have changed, nothing ever seems to stay the same
you got your wide screen sets, dead cert bets,
wine and women, song and dance, always 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
old sailor walked away left me to think how much the days have changed
and I realised after a while he robbed me blind and slipped away
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
Written by Kelly Jones
