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The Good Old Days

by Flloyd with 2 Ells

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I started writing this as a song-writing exercise in 1967, finished it in 2019 to perform as part of Susannah Finzi's satire on 'austerity' play, "The Bottom Line". Ironic, how society has turned out... I can't say I'm not quite angry about it.

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In days of old, so I’ve been told
Each man was an honest worker
When you got a job you shut your gob
And no-one was a shirker.
The dole queue reached a mile or more
There was nothing in the larder
The beer was strong though food was scarce
And people worked so much harder.

That’s the story we were told
That’s the lie that we were sold
No use shedding tears
Nothing changes through the years.

The old folks crack that a few years back
They had just and honest bosses
You worked all day for your two bob pay
Less, if the boss had losses.
But things are so much brighter now
With the Unions taking over
We can rest assured that our jobs are safe
And we’ll all live in clover.

That’s the story we were told
That’s the lie that we were sold
No use shedding tears
Nothing changes through the years.

My grandma went to church on Sundays
Grateful for her Saviour
She cooked and washed for the old man’s boss
And thanked him for the favour.
Now she waits for her tomb in a bed-sit room
With a gas ring for a fire
Her pension pays for the good old days
While the rent keeps getting higher.

That’s the story we were told
That’s the lie that we were sold
No use shedding tears
Nothing changes through the years.
When I’ve had my day and my hair is grey
And I’m sitting in my wheelchair
I’ve paid my stamps and taxes so
I’m certain of my welfare.
My kids’ll ask me about my past
I think I’ve a mind to tell them
How I had no choice to raise my voice
To avoid all the ills that befell them.

My kids for sure will call me a bore
And think they’ve all the answers
And I’ll think of the time of me youth and me prime
And of all the wasted chances.

That’s the story we were told
That’s the lie that we were sold
No use shedding tears

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released October 11, 2020
words and music Flloyd (with 2 Ells) Kennedy; photo Photo by Krizjohn Rosales from Pexels

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Singer-songwriter and performance poet, Aussie-born Flloyd lives in Liverpool UK, and teaches voice/accent/accent and public speaking skills online.

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