[Intro]
Hi, I'm Taylor Karras
I'm a nineties kid
But I like to talk to you about the time I admire
Which is the fifties and sixties
So just sit back, listen...
Reflect and immerse yourself
[Verse 1]
Picture TV in black & white
Picture gas so cheap that the price is right
Cars so extravagant with them tail lights
When the girls look in they just wanna fight
A local diner is where you hang out
The doo-wop music was the equivilant of No Doubt
And the hamburgers are the size of your hometown
Once you've eaten one, you felt like you ate an entire cow
Drive-In's are where you see a flick
The side speakers relay that sh**
While you and your chick, get down to the power of love
Thrusting up and down on that publically exposed dove
You and your mom, watched a soap opera
And you got love from your papa
These are the days gone by, can't you tell?
They were pretty, amazingly swell
[Hook]
Fifties and the sixties were the days gone by
We can't get them back but we f**ing strive
To recreate that environment no matter what
The soap box derby, we don't even front
Fifties and the sixties were the days gone by
We can't get them back but we f**ing strive
To recreate that environment no matter what
Because Jack Kirby, doesn't front
[Verse 2]
Back then, predators didn't want to bone
Back them, kids weren't confined to their homes
In fact they were free to explore town
Because for them this was their entire playground
Making friends with the adults, and the kids
Throwing a can at the wall did not get him a bid
In fact it earned him a lollipop, from a cop
And that's where I have to motherf**ing stop
Because this is not the world we live in
Where we can get something for a dollar and cent my friend
Buy a hobby car and race it down a hill
And show who's motherf**ing really real
Because that was real life, not the internet
Where we can play online, and disrespect
Each other with harsh curse words but...
In this world it wasn't absurd
[Hook]
Fifties and the sixties were the days gone by
We can't get them back but we f**ing strive
To recreate that environment no matter what
The soap box derby, we don't even front
Fifties and the sixties were the days gone by
We can't get them back but we f**ing strive
To recreate that environment no matter what
Because Jack Kirby, doesn't front
[Verse 3]
I miss the days when we could do anything
True representation of the USA dream
So what if things got out of hand
Look at the smiles of the kids, god damn
It's so god damn irresistable
It should be considered a statistic, yo
With the ice cream, candy and toys
So what if things went wrong with the god damn boys
So what if they started smoking cigarettes?
So what if they started drinking fourties, did the rest...
Of the d**, I didn't consider them thugs
I considered their moral structure to be f**ed up
Because... That was the point of being a kid
Learning that things were bad for you and sh**
And shaping up your image to be swell and well
That's what the fifties and sixties taught us well
[Hook]
Fifties and the sixties were the days gone by
We can't get them back but we f**ing strive
To recreate that environment no matter what
The soap box derby, we don't even front
Fifties and the sixties were the days gone by
We can't get them back but we f**ing strive
To recreate that environment no matter what
Because Jack Kirby, doesn't front