Back In '64

Many years from now

When your grandchildren climb up on your knee

You may be quite astonished to see

How many channels they can change on TV

When some old film in black and white

Comes on and there you are up on the screen

Or is it someone just like someone you've been

Looking not a day over nineteen

"Granddad", the little ones are asking you

"Why do you look so sad?"

So you tell them all about the fun you had

"Back in '64, before you were born

People had no time for pouring scorn

(Or scoring porn)

On dreams of love and peace, no one was obese

Only tight trousers were worn"

"Back in '64, we were at it like knives

Back in '64, the time of our lives

Was in the present tense

Now, does that make common sense?

Any more than girls with hair-dos called beehives?"

Back in '64, before you were born

Back in '64, before you were born

But as you've gone on and on

Your audience has flown

And as you find yourself all on your own

You may wistfully recall

How Benjamin Disraeli said that

Life is too short to be small

Or maybe like some old time song

Over all it's long so, so long, it's all over