Good Old Days — текст песни (Weird Al Yankovic)

Good Old Days
Oh some times I think back to when I was younger
life was so much simpler then
Dad would be up at dawn, he`d be watering the lawn
or maybe going fishing again

Oh and mom would be fixing up something in the kitchen
fresh biscuits or hot apple pie
and I`d spend all day long in the basement
torturing rats with a hack-saw and pulling the wings off of flies

Those were the good ol` days
those were the good ol` days
years go by, but the memories fade
and those were the good ol` days

I still remember good ol` Mr. Fender
who ran the corner grocery store
always strolled down the ailes with a big friendly smile
and he`d say howdy when you walked through the door

Always treated me nice, gave me kindly advice
I don`t know why I set fire to his place
Oh I`ll never forget the day I smashed in his head
Oh you shoulda seen the look on his face

let me tell ya `bout it...
Those were the good ol` days
those were the good ol` days
years go by, but the memories fade
and those were the good ol` days

Do you remember sweet Michele, she was my high school romance
she was fun to talk to and nice to smell
so I took her to the homecoming dance
then I tied her to a chair and I shaved off all her hair
and I left her in the desert all alone
Oh sometimes in my dreams I can still hear the screams
Oh I wander if she ever made it home....

I tell ya...
Those were the good ol` days
those were the good ol` days
years go by, but the memories fade
and those were the good ol` days