This for #lyricalfictionfriday
It doesn’t follow the rules which are explained here but it is Friday and it does feature lyrics.
And being Friday January 26 it is also Australia Day and, for better or worse, a significant day down here.
And if I’m trying to “erase you from my mind” then what better way to do it than erase your entire history?
Whether or not you agree with the indigenous peoples of this country that the date itself is highly offensive (and, let’s face it, you’d have to be an idiot not to understand why they find it offensive) I think it reasonable just to take their word for it and move it to one of the other 364 days available (how about the stupid day when we celebrate the birthday of the Queen of England – even though it’s not actually her birthday?)
But this old song has nothing to do with all that stuff. It’s primary sentiment is within the chorus and that is a sentiment that I would urge people to act upon regardless of the date.
Don’t waste time. These are the best years of our lives.
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Oh, Michael, all the lines are down. It’s Australia Day again
Everytime the wheel slows down I think of all my friends
Whatever happened to the days way back when the Bondi Lifesaver
was always raging?
I’m standing here in Oxford Street and the ghosts are howling
and geez it’s raining
Don’t waste time. These are the best years of our lives.
I said, don’t waste time. These are the best years of our lives.
I wish I had been around when the Bondi Icebergs reigned
Sometimes I sit and think of it and I dream of better days
Whatever happened to the days way back in the nineteen thirties
All those endless parties?
I’m still too young to understand how it was back then
When the party ends
Don’t waste time. These are the best years of our lives.
I said, don’t waste time. These are the best years of our lives
They say the circle turns around. There’ll be better days
And I don’t mind waiting
I wish time had stopped ten years ago
But I’m learning slowly life is always changing.
Don’t waste time. These are the best years of our lives.
I said, don’t waste time. These are the best years of our lives
I got a letter from Doctor Pepper it was ten thousand words to the page
He was talking about Gurdjieff, and I dozed off about half way
Whatever happened to the days way back, when the world was safe
And seemed worth saving?
We search for leaders on our hands and knees
But don’t ask David, because he’s still crazy
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But ….. while I’m on the subject
Here’s another

I’m living in the land of Oz
I’m living here because
My folks lived here
They brung me up
And their folks lived here too.
(If you’re white you can come alright
But if you’re black you better get back)
Living in the Land of Oz