Good Ol’ Days The Living Tombstone (Ft. JackleApp & Mic the Microphone)

[Verse 1: Mic the Microphone + Yoav Landau]
Take seat youngin'; Stay around for spell
I got a little story that I wanted to tell
Now would ya
Stick around, take a listen and see
'Cause back in my day, things were always grand as can be

Now all the streets were paved with gold and gems glimmerin'
Lightin' up the skies at noon; This town is shimmerin'
Waitin' on nobody cause we got stuff to do
'Cause we through with the new
We're talking old school, that's just what we do

Back in the day, it was the prime of the time
Imagine all the greats singing together in rhymes
And listening together on old gramophones
And old radios, it was a hell of a time

Let me tell ya youngin', man the old days were grand
You could walk down to the beach and plant your hooves in the sand
Have no worries, all was grand as can be
So everybody take a listen, open your eyes and see

[Chorus: JackleApp]
Trot with me through the autumn leaves
And keep close to stay warm
Soon you'll see how much you mean to me
Feelings I've never felt before