You don't want to admit it
No one wants to be the first to say it but
those were the glory days,
weren't they
And if we had the time to relive it
I'd have to make a special effort to appreciate
all of the lazy days
We had a home,
we had a place of our own
to get grown.
You filled our books with your pictures
and poems
We stayed up,
overslept,
and we
mostly got along
at Woods Lane
You don't want to admit it
No one wants to be the first to say it but
those were the glory days
weren't they
And if you ever share a rented cubicle
with people this unusual and beautiful
make time for all the games
We had a home,
we had a place of our own
to get grown.
You filled our books with your pictures
and poems
We stayed up,
overslept,
and we
mostly got along
at Woods Lane
And here's to every piss in the bath
You can just laugh it off
For every thoughtful reprieve with the stars out
For ever night by the door
that I hadn't locked
and to Angie for taking the bins out
Here's to Angie for taking the bins out
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