Akira The Don - Back In The Day lyrics

Believe it not I wasn't always this massive
I didn't haved a beard and
I didn't need glasses i liked to read
Secret Seven and The BFG
Spider man comic books heavy metal magazines
Whatever, I dug words and we
Didn't have a telly mate
Jus ran about the place and played
Every single lucky day lucky me
I was raised in a valley in Wales big Lakes
Slate mountains fountains
You could hear the echoes of your
Shouting ringing out for miles
Knew all the neighbours round the way
They faces was all smiles
The nearest town was miles
But why should I care?
When everything a little kid could
Want was right there?

Frogspawn, long grass tower, come see man!
Tricicle, paddle pool power fist He Man!
Can you believe man
I wished those years away
Oh, what I wouldn't give to be like
I was back in the day for one day

I'm not a kid anymore but somedays
I wish I was a kid again
Back in the day I was young
I'm not a kid anymore but somedays
I wish I was a kid again

But soon school comes
And so ends the summertime
Unready for a glummer time
Initially I'm stunned and I'm
Sure shit'll be just fine but it isn't
The whole process turns your
Nest into a prison
What was is is what is isn't
What you thought was just a dream
And What you have to now accept
Is that some people will be mean
There's a world that comes between
What you've thought and you've seen
If you you're gonna get on you must now
Abandon what you've been
And become what they say or
They will make you pay, oh
Each and very day you're certified a gayer
From that plastic chair you're sitting in
The trousers that you're shitting in
The margins that you've written in
You're having trouble fitting in
They'll break your brain if you
Give em a chance
Whether it be 'tacking what you look like
Or the way you choose to dance
If you question for a second then
They'll be blowing down your house
But whatver, don't you ever, don't
You ever shut your mouth, son

Putting up a bit of a protest
When your mam tries washing you
Adam and The Ants outs inherent moshing
You've no real concept of rock what's popular
You don't give a gosh if you've got no dosh
And you don't get told
Anything about hiroshima
You think you're the dopest and
There ain't no stopping you
And there ain't no stopping you -
Over field, up a wall
Doesn't matter if you fall
Anythings possible when you're small
As I recall, I felt far more tall
I'm sure I was far more cool
And all we had to worry about was, like
Woodlice and bug bites
Feathers and gobshites bedtime in daylight
In awe of the weather, yeah we're clever
How: I guess we'll never be as young
As we are right now