[Verse]
I get it!
The future is scary
And the present is confusing and strange
But I always find myself a little bit wary of the stubborn refusal to change
Thinking of the past can be lovely
The old tunes were bangers all well
But it wasn't as cozy as we'd like to pretend
In fact in many ways the glory years were absolute hell
[Bridge]
The things we thought we knew
Are long past overdue
For some kind of review or critique
The rose-tinted glasses have become somewhat worn
And the excuses not to bother just sound weak
So I ask
[Chorus]
What was so good about the good old days?
Haven't we moved on from them yet?
Aren't we supposed to grow and change our ways?
And weren't there certain good old lessons we'd do well not to forget?
What was so good about the good old days?
Can't we leave them back where they belong?
For if we can't move on beyond the good old days
The good new days won't last for very long
I get it!
The future is scary
And the present is confusing and strange
But I always find myself a little bit wary of the stubborn refusal to change
Thinking of the past can be lovely
The old tunes were bangers all well
But it wasn't as cozy as we'd like to pretend
In fact in many ways the glory years were absolute hell
[Bridge]
The things we thought we knew
Are long past overdue
For some kind of review or critique
The rose-tinted glasses have become somewhat worn
And the excuses not to bother just sound weak
So I ask
[Chorus]
What was so good about the good old days?
Haven't we moved on from them yet?
Aren't we supposed to grow and change our ways?
And weren't there certain good old lessons we'd do well not to forget?
What was so good about the good old days?
Can't we leave them back where they belong?
For if we can't move on beyond the good old days
The good new days won't last for very long
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