Remember when hippie meant big in the hips? And a trip involved travel in cars, planes or ships? When pot was a vessel for cooking things in And hooked was what grandmother's rugs might have been? When fix was a verb meaning mend and repair And be-in meant simply existing somewhere? When neat meant well-organised, tidy and clean? And grass was a ground cover, usually green? When lights and not people were turned on and off And the pill was in tended to cure a cough? When groovy meant furrowed, with channels and hollows And birds were winged creatures like robins and swallows? When fuzz was a substance, all fluffy like lint And bread came from bakeries and not from the mint? When a roll was a bun and a rock was a stone And hung-up was something you did to the phone? When chicken meant poultry and bag was a sack And junk was just cast-off and old bric-a-brac? When chicken meant poultry and bag was a sack When cat was a feline, a kitten grown up And tea was a liquid you drank from a cup? When swinger was someone who sung from a swing And pad was a sort of cushiony thing? When way-out meant distant and far, far away And a man couldn't sue you for calling him "gay"? Words once so sensible, sober and serious Are making the scene, man, like psycho-delirious It's groovy, dad, groovy - but English it's not, Methinks that the language is going to pot?
Well it's a modern world we live it Remember when a Net was something you put your hair in And spam was a meat that came in a tin Thanks for those.
Spam!!!!! Wouldn't go near the stuff now. My mother gave it to me for my lunch at school 5 days a week for what seemed like forever. Do you remember Spangles?
Yeah I am not the world's greatest Spam fan either. It's too jelly like, not natural. What are Spangles?
You don't get them now Frank but they were a pack of square, fruit sweets with a round indent in the middle - yummy!!!
