good old days It’s not about, tenements and needles And all the evils in their eyes And the backs of their minds Daisy chains and school yard games And a list of things we said we’d do tomorrow A list of things we said we’d do tomorrow The arcadian dream has all fallen through But the Albion sails on course So lets man the decks and hoist the rigging Because the pig mans found the source And theres twelve rude boys on the oars In the good old…days … The Good Old Days Libertines lyrics …
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