Ah fuck it I quit the future
Immʼa live in the past
What's it to ya?
Things were better
I was younger
A little thinner
'Cause I had hunger
Silver platter future
You have spoiled your youth
They have debilitating choice
They got a megaphone for their unheard voice

Back in my day I had nothing
We lived in Happy Misery
We lived in Happy Misery
We lived in Happy Misery


Ah come off it
Those machines are gunna eat you first
I want no part of the modern world
Cos that bubbleʼs gunna burst
I remember the summer of '81
I was tanned and sleeping with everyone
I got a job in the factory around a month later
I lived off 80 pound a week for that gruelling labour
But we actually danced on a Friday night
We smoked inside the pub and we started old-fashioned fights
Well Thatcher's Britain it was hard it was grim
But I only wanna visit the places Iʼve already been


Back in my day I had nothing
We lived in Happy Misery
We lived in Happy Misery
We lived in Happy Misery

Back in my day I had nothing
We lived in Happy Misery
We lived in Happy Misery
We lived in Happy Misery


We lived in Happy Misery