Lyrics

Then is here again It's never been away, so, don't call it a comeback Happy days of yore are all destroyed And now it's looking like a sad sack I can't believe that I couldn't see How many dodgy men were on the TV While I was growing to a man They took advantage of the fans When (when) I was a boy (I was a boy) They were stars of prime time television But circumstances change And some of them ended up in prison Now, when they re-run Top Of The Pops Some of the hosts have got the chop I'm sleeping soundly in my bed 'Cause Jimmy Savile's still dead The swinging 70's Used to sit on celebrities knees The 1917's sat on celebrities knees Speculation began to roam Like M.P.'s through a children's home How many more? What did they do? Where were the girls and boys in blue? Now the victims and their families Have retrospective apologies They're told, that was then, it isn't now We've slaughtered all those sacred cows Then (then) Is here again (is here again) It's never been away so don't call it a comeback Happy days of yore are all destroyed And now it's looking like a sad sack It's then again Oh, it's then again
Writer(s): Charles Stobo Reid, Craig Morris Reid Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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