Back To The Fifties
Bring me back my no-divorce,
Bring me boiled sweets, Suez, Spam,
Champion The Wonder Horse,
Home-made scones and strawberry jam.
Bring me smoke from coal-fed fires,
Woggles, toggles, Children's Hour,
Knights of shires with no desires,
Politicians proud of power.
Nanny nags at nurse and matron,
Big-Ears can't keep track of crimes,
Jack's become the soft-porn patron.
We remember better times.
The past is where the treasure trove is,
Bring me back my black-and-white,
Bring me typhoid, bring me Hovis,
Remind me when the time was right.
Bring me birch and rocking chair,
Bring me lemon curd for tea;
Though Gordon may be sanitaire,
I'm voting for the BNP.
