Good ol' Days (ft 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