In 1967 In 1967 The clock's ticking by, I'm thirty five I think we should have a child soon
In 1967 No pop in our record collection The Beatles and Stones mean nothing to us I think we should count our blessings In 1967
In 1967 My wife's expecting A Surrey midwife delivers the child I'll get a job in Yorkshire
In 1967 No pop in our record collection No colour section In our record collection Ho
In 1967 No pop in our record collection Some people have died, Some people have gone Our Spring is in a cardboard box
Present time I'll apologise to the nation We are bedazzled, We're ordering cocktails We act like peasants
1999 No pop in our record collection Records on the radio station It means nothing to us I think we should count our blessings Since 1967
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