Good ol' Days (feat. Mic The Microphone & Jackle App)

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 be

Now 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 do

Back 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 time

Let 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 see

Trot 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

Skippi-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 see

You'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 arrive

Trot 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