Groovy Times

The high street shops are boarded up An' the terrace it is fenced in See through shields are walled across The way that you came in But there's no need to get excited As the lorries bring the bacon in 'Cause the housewives are all singing Groovy times are here again They discovered one black Saturday That mobs don't march they run So you can excuse the nervous triggerman Just this once for jumping the gun As they were picking up the dead Out of the broken gla*s Yes it's number one The radio set to return have come to pa*s Groovy times Groovy times Groovy times Hey Groovy Yeah, the intake is on the uptake And the acceleration's pretty grim I can remember his first appearance Now look what's happened to him So they put him in a dog suit Like from 1964 The king of early evening ITV will return forever more Groovy times Groovy times Groovy times ...