No cursed is sweared as documented fate
When coming out the mouths of those aware
Aware of th e bdness, and living for the good
No death behind it, it’s just rude
Standards never fall and never seems to go sideways
Every now and then its good to go back to the old days
Never fall and never seems to go sideways
Every now and then its good to go back to the old days
Now I can do without your company
Cause you’re precious about your paper and your clay
And my papers there for drowning, and my clay is there to mould
And I’ve never seen you look so old
Standards never fall and never seems to go sideways
Every now and then its good to go back to the old days
Never fall and never seems to go sideways
Every now and then its good to go back to the old days
Standards never fall and never seems to go sideways
Every now and then its good to go back to the old days
Never fall and never seems to go sideways
Every now and then its good to go back to the old days
And dancing and strolling down the lane
Parking day or night when I loved you
Will never be the same
The River Thames will let me know
Now it’s never gonna be the same
Standards never fall and never seems to go sideways
Every now and then its good to go back to the old days
Never fall and never seems to go sideways
Every now and then its good to go back to the old days
Standards never fall and never seems to go sideways
Every now and then its good to go back to the old days
Never fall and never seems to go sideways
Every now and then its good to go back to the old days