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Hey, old friend Remember the days? The times we got so drunk we could barely crawl What a laugh! Other nights we'd be so wired We chewed our lips to shreds Way back in the day And do you remember that opiated Nepalese While the rest were throwing up or falling down We kept right on smoking 'Til we could barely find our feet Or remember our names Haha! And then tripping out at Fool's Nook Thinking the water in the stream was diamonds And chasing a butterfly that we thought was rare The mushrooms weren't so magic if you got a bad one But wasn't it fun! Going to dodgy Manchester pubs for the draw Haha, remember that night I nearly got myself shot? I've never talked so fast in all my life And now that age has caught up with us Where are we now, old friend? You're dead and I'm falling to bits Such fun Back in the day                             By Phil Roberts
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Jul 29, 2017
Jul 29, 2017 at 4:17 PM UTC
BACK IN THE DAY
Hey, old friend Remember the days? The times we got so drunk we could barely crawl What a laugh! Other nights we'd be so wired We chewed our lips to shreds Way back in the day And do you remember that opiated Nepalese While the rest were throwing up or falling down We kept right on smoking 'Til we could barely find our feet Or remember our names Haha! And then tripping out at Fool's Nook Thinking the water in the stream was diamonds And chasing a butterfly that we thought was rare The mushrooms weren't so magic if you got a bad one But wasn't it fun! Going to dodgy Manchester pubs for the draw Haha, remember that night I nearly got myself shot? I've never talked so fast in all my life And now that age has caught up with us Where are we now, old friend? You're dead and I'm falling to bits Such fun Back in the day                             By Phil Roberts
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Jul 29, 2017
Jul 29, 2017 at 4:17 PM UTC
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