Thatcher was in were tight and sour The A was sprayed in a circle everywhere
And everybody's head was gettin' shaved or My sister stitched her flares and made 'em into She was Adam Ant and Wuthering Heights I was getting Madness and grifter bikes
Mom had to work late, I had no Used to get away with when Grandad babysat Used to play fox and 'til the sun came down, Lip Up Fatty, running wild through the ghost town
And all I wanted was Doc and braces My ear pierced, "So, mum, a racist?" She didn't explain we weren't quite Caucasian, As we could see black children on future occasion And keep that shtum All my friends are gettin' NF and swastikas they're scratchin' on the
and violence on the TV Broken down on while eatin' Toast Toppers, watchin' coppers get beat down Church discos and with the play scheme Dancin' to ska, kissing the girl of my My birthday and those two-tones stay pressed Money in my I bought One Step Beyond, yes Lent it to a friend, got it back Jim could you fix it for me? Remember
a 70s baby, early 80s child Reminiscin' 'bout the days in the brick Just a 70s baby, early 80s Reminscin' the days and you think times are hard
Oh, let me tell you now, woo, oh, a witch was in power And oh, my god she did Cast a spell depression made a living hell Turned man against man the boys and girls We had no future, home Had to make do what we had Knock-a-door-run and the hand-me-down Current beat, upbeat, Cracker Jack of Underground, synthpop, Muppet Show, electro on the Mum, it up, it's a new thing, yeah
Now all I want is high tech's with fat He?s got the best friend started scratchin' and breakin' your racks and battery by the stack to keep the boom box from going flat Didn't cope and went in over the store with a performance kid this place has never so packed Street light for a spot light, box for a stage And if you had a score to settle you it with your breakin' Not like now using guns and bats Robbin' old folk, we need no more of that
Just a 70s baby, early 80s Reminiscin' the days in the brick backyard a 70s baby, early 80s child Reminscin' 'bout the days and you times are hard
Every brick and stone thrown Was for you and me stood firm Truly Gave back as as what they go