Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Those Were the Days, artist - Invisible Inc.
Date of issue: 29.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Those Were the Days |
Yes indeed remember like it was yesterday |
Wondrous Chris Columbus set off to sail in the seven seas (land ho!) |
Made it to the mainland and declared it as the West Indies |
Then generously blessed the natives there with fresh identities |
India, shmindia, Indians and the settlersWe grabbed us some friends from Gambia, |
best friends forever |
These heavenly days of free blankets (those were the days) |
Banquets and slumber parties 'til the seventeen seventies |
Manifesting these destinies crafted the revolution |
We beat the crap out the British then drafted the constitution |
All men are created equal like negro people we traded |
Upgraded from monkeys to a whole three-fifths of a human |
Yuge |
What an honor we were doing farmers and their cotton picking buddies croonin' |
(la la la la la) |
Happy tunes |
We lived civilly |
Until we warred civilly kissed and then fixed the union good as new |
Back before we freed the slaves |
And they plowed these amber waves |
Guys like me we had it made |
Those were the days |
Those were the days |
Meanwhile in the kitchen women were wilin' out (wilin' out) |
Choppin all sorts of salads, and shallots and sour krout (sour krout) |
Those days were beauties shooting out babies like Uzis and never had wrist |
cramps from filling ballots out |
Without a doubt |
Women love to clean and scrub the grease off all the dishes |
Didn’t have to trip about politics cuz the men made those decisions |
Yeah World War I was a lot more fun for the boys sent on those missions |
Save your country and your liver |
Come back home to Prohibition |
Pro was lit |
Folks were pissed when the 20s came and went but |
It gets better, let’s make our depressions great again, the |
Dirty 30s kids laughed with the sticky smudges |
The polio kids all giggin' and gettin' jiggy on crutches |
Who knew |
In World War II those same kids grew up for deployment |
While we watched atomic bombs drop on TV for pure enjoyment |
Had separate but equal rights, we even had our own toilets |
For colored people and whites 'til Civil Rights came and spoiled it |
When we had parades |
For Thanksgiving, not for gays |
Guys like us we had it made (had it made) |
Those were the days |
Yeah |
Remember the time the love of your life meant husband and wife as marriage? |
And wasn’t it rad how everyone had a mom and a dad as parents? |
And being a lady meant keeping a baby and using a soft ass voice and shit |
Girl we only wanted control of your body so you wouldn’t make the wrong choice |
with it |
Hey |
Boys will be boys |
Now a man is a mom |
Now they say that a dude is a dame (huh?) |
There was a day when a dad was a Dom (what?) |
Remember when you could be swinging your dingaling giggling dropping the bomb? |
Napalm on some militant commie gorillas and chilling in Naam |
Like going to study abroad |
Free vacay, just watch for the Dengue fever |
Soldiers made peace with PTSD with the good old grade a- chiever |
Or they stay with the Jay like Beyonce |
But the best drugs come from the CIA |
So they brought crack into Lipton inspiring a whole population of people |
Now pot’s about to be legal |
But doctors say that you’re evil |
For smoking a pack of your Camels |
Or filling your tank up with diesel |
These are the ways |
That a decent American pays |
This is a phase |
But those were the days |
Those were the days |
It sucks now… |