Ah ah. Here's a song. About living in the past. If it was so good then. How come it didn't last?. If it helps you. I'll put it in a phrase. Those were the times. But these are the days. These are the days. These are the days. These are the days. These are the days. These are the days. The times you're smiling back on. Had that great sitcom. It hardly compensated. For the terror of the bomb. Let me help. 'Cause you're looking through a haze. Those were the times. These are the days. These are the days. Hey hey hey. These are the days. Can you hear me now?. These are the days. Look around look around look around. These are the days. These are the days. Hey hey live today. These are the days. It's time to put the past away. These are the days. The more you do the more you say. These are the days. The more I need to get away. You're longing for a time. there never was. Now tell me the truth. You're looking for the reason. It's because. You're fighting for youth. But if I have to listen any more. To fantasy talk. Or any other bug you have. I'm leaving. Now I'm not saying. Everything is really great. Hey hey hey. After sixteen years. Of legalised class hate. Why waste time. Looking back for things to praise?. Those were the times huh. But these are the days. These are the days. Looking back in history. These are the days. Time to get contempory. These are the days. The past is not the place to be.