You remember the good old days
the days during the war
When there was still a thing called homelessness
and everyone seemed poor
You'd work all day and half the night
just so you'd get by
And then they'd send your job abroad
or give it to a cheaper guy
Your money would buy less and less
cos things cost more and more
And everyone felt scared
but why we were not sure
Economies went through the floor
the whole world was in debt
Even things like land and real estate
were no longer a safe bet
Oh how I miss those happy days
so much better then than now
Hang on a sec whats that up there
is it a flying pig or cow?
Jul 20, 2010
Jul 20, 2010 at 3:24 PM UTC
You remember the good old days
the days during the war
When there was still a thing called homelessness
and everyone seemed poor
You'd work all day and half the night
just so you'd get by
And then they'd send your job abroad
or give it to a cheaper guy
Your money would buy less and less
cos things cost more and more
And everyone felt scared
but why we were not sure
Economies went through the floor
the whole world was in debt
Even things like land and real estate
were no longer a safe bet
Oh how I miss those happy days
so much better then than now
Hang on a sec whats that up there
is it a flying pig or cow?
Someone asked me if I though people would reflect on now the way I did on the past in the original Yesteryear piece, so I did, and this is how it came out
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