| I was a young man back in the 1960s.
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| Yes, you made your own amusements then,
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| For going to the pictures;
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| Well, the travel was hard, and I mean
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| We still used the wheel.
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| But you could sit down at your table
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| And eat a real food meal.
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| But hey, you young people, well I just do not know,
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| And I can’t even understand you
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| When you try to talk slow.
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| There was one fellow singing in those days,
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| And he was quite good, and I mean to say that
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| His name was Bob Dylan, and I used to do gigs too
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| Before I made my first million.
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| That was way, way back before,
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| Before wild World War Three,
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| When England went missing,
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| And we moved to Paraguayee.
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| But hey, you young people, I just do not know,
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| And I can’t even understand you
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| When you try to talk slow.
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| Well, I got a secret, and don’t give us away.
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| I got some real food tins for my 91st birthday,
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| And your grandmother bought them
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| Way down in the new antique food store,
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| And for beans and for bacon, I will open up my door.
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| But hey, you young people, well I just do not know,
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| And I can’t even understand you
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| When you try to talk slow.
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| Well, I was a young man back in the 1960s. |