Thatcher was in Times tight and sour The letter A was sprayed in a circle
And head was gettin' shaved or spiked My sister stitched her and made 'em into drainpipes She was into Adam Ant and Heights I was getting Madness and grifter bikes
Mom had to late, I had no complaints Used to get with murder when Grandad babysat Used to play fox and hound the sun came down, Singin' Lip Up Fatty, running 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 she'd keep shtum All my friends are gettin' NF and swastikas they're on the desktops
and violence on the TV Broken down on Newsround while eatin' Toast Toppers, coppers get beat down discos and trips with the play scheme Dancin' to ska, kissing the girl of my My tenth birthday and those two-tones stay in my card I bought One Step Beyond, yes Lent it to a friend, got it back Jim could you fix it for me? Remember
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 think are hard
Oh, let me tell you now, woo, oh, a wicked was in power And oh, my god she did Cast a called depression made a living hell Turned man against man forgot the and girls We had no future, computer Had to make do what we had Knock-a-door-run and the gowns Current beat, upbeat, Jack of Underground, synthpop, Muppet Show, electro on the radio Mum, turn it up, a new thing, yeah
Now all I is high tech's with fat bass He?s got the best friend started scratchin' and breakin' Snatch your racks and battery by the to keep the boom box from going flat Didn't cope and went in over the store with a performance kid this place has been so packed Street light for a spot light, cardboard box for a And if you had a score to settle you resolved it with breakin' Not like now they're using and bats Robbin' old folk, we don?t no more of that
a 70s baby, early 80s child Reminiscin' the days in the brick backyard Just a 70s baby, early 80s Reminscin' 'bout the and you think times are hard
brick and every stone thrown Was for you and me They stood Truly Gave back as good as they go