Back in the Day

Back in the day when I was so much younger

We walked so proud no one stole our thunder

We were the kings of our neighbourhood

We ruled the streets, doing no good

Back in the day I knocked around with the local hoods

Joy riding and skipping school

Breaking and enter lying to my mother

Getting home late or I wouldn’t even bother

Squatting around in abandoned places

Sleeping with girls and getting off our faces

Running away from police and hiding in the bushes

Hanging out at the late-night shopping centre

Picking fights and stealing bikes

Getting away with it most the time

2011