Tim Patterson - SkyRay

Still surviving birthday parties
Hoping home is where the heart is
The latest anthem on the chart is
Boring you to tears
A subtle change in life's direction
Leaves you with no recollection
Thumbing through your old collection
Of vinyl through the years
Just a bus pass from the pale nation
Yesterday's lost in translation
And nothing speaks imagination
Like a biscuit with your tea
Still know the reg of Dads blue Humber
And Aunty Violets telephone number
And the beach where Mum would lie in slumber
On days out by the sea

Ooh ooh ooh
Riding bikes with cycle clips
And newsprint on your fingertips
Wrapped around your cod 'n chips
Oh .. and service with a smile
Summer days and lemonade
Sunday morning church parade
And in the parks the children played
So happy for a while

Ooh ooh ooh
With a SkyRay lolly in my hand
Melting on my Action Man
Giants looked like Desperate Dan
And Cola wasn't in a can
Sliced bread was a passing phase
The Beatles were the latest craze
And David Nixon would amaze
In those sticky back plastic days

Climbing trees and having fun
Staying up 'til we were done
Reading TV21
Until we fell asleep
Sat here in our latter days
Remember all those Saturdays
Those does it really matter days
When we were counting sheep
Ooh ooh ooh

Written by:
Tim Patterson

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