Akira The Don - Back In The Day lyrics

Believe it not I wasn't always this ma**ive I didn't haved a beard and I didn't need gla**es I liked to read Secret Seven and The BFG Spider man comic books Heavy metal magazines Whatever, I dug words and we didn't have a telly mate Jus ran about the place and played Every single lucky day Lucky me I was raised In a valley In Wales Big Lakes Slate mountains Fountains You could hear the echoes of your shouting ringing out for miles Knew all the neighbours round the way they faces was all smiles The nearest town was miles But why should I care? When everything a little kid could want was right there? Frogspawn, long gra** Tower, come see man! Tricicle, paddle pool Power fist He Man! Can you believe man I wished those years away Oh, what I wouldn't give to be like I was back in the day For one day (Chorus) Back in the day I was young I'm not a kid anymore But somedays I wish I was a kid again Back in the day I was young I'm not a kid anymore But somedays I wish I was a kid again But soon school comes And so ends the summertime Unready for a glummer time Initially I'm stunned and I'm Sure sh**'ll be just fine but it isn't The whole process turns your nest into a prison What was is is what is isn't What you thought was just a dream And What you have to now accept Is that some people will be mean There's a world that comes between What you've thought and you've seen If you you're gonna get on you must now Abandon what you've been And become what they say or They will make you pay, oh Each and very day you're Certified a gayer From that plastic chair you're sitting in The trousers that you're sh**ting in The margins that you've written in You're having trouble fitting in They'll break your brain if you give em a chance Whether it be 'tacking what you look like or the way you choose to dance If you question for a second then they'll be blowing down your house But whatver, don't you ever, don't you ever shut your mouth, son (Chorus) Putting up a bit of a protest When your mam tries washing you Adam and The Ants outs inherent moshing You've no real concept of rock what's popular You don't give a gosh if you've got no dosh And you don't get told anything about hiroshima You think you're the dopest and there ain't no stopping you And there ain't no stopping you - Over field, up a wall Doesn't matter if you fall Anythings possible When you're small As I recall, I felt far more tall I'm sure I was far more cool And all we had to worry about was, like, woodlice and bug bites Feathers and gobsh**es Bedtime in daylight In awe of the weather, yeah we're clever, how: I guess we'll never be as young as we are right now... Chorus x 3