The Storyheads - All the Things

That old man in the photograph
Always used to make me laugh
I now look older than you
Inspector calls what a crime
Investigates the speed of time
But they haven’t a clue
You always felt times are changing
You’re summers ginger beer is worth saving
All the things we used to know
Sinking in the adult world
You find yourself go back
To your old class room
Where my Jesus never made my wall
Goliath hit me I recall
Its home time soon
The only possession to die for
Chocolate cake and custard is there more
Of all the things we used to know
Country dancing in the hall
Someone always took a fall
Stand up and bow
The girl that sent a valentine
Grew into a vintage wine
It’s over now
Smell the melting tarmac in the sunshine
Then stamp and make your mark what a feeling
All the things we used to know

Written by:
Phil Stanford

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