DESCRIPTION:
LYRICS:
I'ts a Saturday evening
I call the band to play
we've got to train hard
if we wanna be big someday
It ain't gonna be easy
the future seems grey
We'll probably lose touch
and go our separate ways
CHORUS
But we'll always have the good old days
They will never go away
But we'll always have the good old days
the evenings of Saturdays

Meet the friends take the tube
move to the other town
spend joking all the way
and then get down
Latin kings everywhere
kings without a crown
We seem weird there
but they seem clowns
CHORUS
These are the good old days
and they will never go away
When we were weird for the music we liked
and the music that we played
It doesn't matter
if we lose or win
This will be the best days
there have ever been
Good old days (x4)