Looking back to a better time
When life was good and there was little crime
Children played on their pogo sticks
And on Saturday went to the local Flicks
We all drank big bottles of pop
Especially Dandelion and Burdock
What I'd give for a tiny slurp
Though it stung your nose and it made you burp
We were always polite to bobbies
On rememberance day, we all wore poppies
And we all had useful Hobbies
At the Crich Tram Museum
I was with a friend called Ian
We were there from 9
Till chucking out time
There was so much there worth seeing
At the Crich Tram Museum
Disaster befell poor Ian
A vicous jasper
Made him drop
His Dandelion and Burdock
Oh, that jasper made him drop
His Dandelion and Burdock
Ian's bottle had developed a crack
So he couldn't get his deposit back
Tuppence may not seem a lot
But it would buy you a big fat lollipop
Black Jacks were ten a penny
Remember now, we're talking old money
Not that we ever had any
But we were happy.
Cycling with my peers
The wind whistling past my ears
As we reached Mam Tor
I was grateful for
My Sturmey Archer Gears
At the Crich Tram Museum
I was with a friend called Ian
We were there from 9
Till chucking out time
There was so much there worth seeing
At the Crich Tram Museum
Disaster befell poor Ian
A vicous jasper
Made him drop
His Dandelion and Burdock
Oh, that jasper made him drop
His Dandelion and Burdock
Oh, but how I love a drop
Of Dandelion and Burdock