70s 80s Lyrics - N.o.w. Is The Time [deep Down Edition] - Nightmares On Wax

Thatcher was in power, times were tight and sour 

The letter A was sprayed in a circle everywhere 

And everybody's head was gettin' shaved or spiked 

My sister stitched her flares and made 'em into drainpipes 

She was into Adam Ant and Wuthering Heights 

I was getting into Madness and grifter bikes 

Mom had to work late, I had no complaints 

Used to get away with murder when grandad babysat 

Used to play fox and hound 'til the sun came down 

Singin' 'Lip Up Fatty', running wild through the ghost town 

And all I wanted was doc boots and braces 

My ear pierced, "So, mum, what's a racist?" 

She didn't explain that we weren't quite Caucasian 

As we could see black children on some future occasion 

And she'd keep that shtum all my friends are gettin' brainwashed 

NF and swastikas they're scratchin' on the desktops 

Riots and violence on the TV broken down on newsround 

While eatin' toast toppers, watchin' coppers get beat down 

Church discos and trips with the play scheme 

Dancin' to ska, kissing the girl of my dreams 

My tenth birthday and those two-tones stay pressed 

Money in my card I bought 'One Step Beyond', yes 

Lent it to a friend, never got it back 

Dear Jim could you fix it for me? Remember that 

Just a 70s baby, early 80s child 

Reminiscin' 'bout the days in the brick backyard 

Just a 70s baby, early 80s child 

Reminscin' 'bout the days and you think times are hard 

Oh, let me tell you now, woo, oh, a wicked witch was in power 

And oh, my god she did devour 

Cast a spell called depression made a living hell 

Turned man against man forgot the boys and girls 

We had no future, home computer 

Had to make do with what we had 

Knock a door run and the hand me down gowns 

Current beat, upbeat, 'Cracker Jack of Underground' 

Synthpop, Muppet Show, electro on the radio 

Mum, turn it up, it's a new thing, yeah 

Now all I want is high tech's with fat bass 

He's got the next best friend started scratchin' and breakin' 

Snatch your racks and battery by the stack 

To keep the boom box from going flat 

Didn't cope and went in over the store 

With a performance kid this place has never been so packed 

Street light for a spot light, cardboard box for a stage 

And if you had a score to settle you resolved it with your breakin' 

Not like now they're using guns and bats 

Robbin' old folk, we don't need no more of that 

Just a 70s baby, early 80s child 

Reminiscin' 'bout the days in the brick backyard 

Just a 70s baby, early 80s child 

Reminscin' 'bout the days and you think times are hard 

Just a 70s baby, early 80s child 

Reminiscin' 'bout the days in the brick backyard 

Just a 70s baby, early 80s child 

Reminscin' 'bout the days and you think times are hard 

Every brick and every stone thrown was for you and me 

They stood firm truly revolutionary gave back as good as what they go 

Every brick and every stone thrown was for you and me 

They stood firm truly revolutionary gave back as good as what they go 

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