The Good Old Days

There's something going down
 In this simple place I grew up in
 Boots are on the ground
 Singing, "Happy days are here again"
 There's something in the air
 The deaf can hear, the blind can see
 Nostalgia everywhere
 Saying, "Let's get back to how it used to be"
 Before we head down that road
 Tell me something I don't know
 Oh, what's so good about the good old days?
 Yeah, what's so good about the good old days?
 It's taken oh so long
 For the world to start to understand
 The true and equal worth
 Of every woman and every man
 We've got so very far to go
 So tell me something I don't know
 Oh, what's so good about the good old days?
 Yeah, what's so good about the good old days?
 There's something going down
 In this simple place I grew up in
 It's burning to the ground
 And it will never be the same again
 The past is ash and dust
 Our best days are in front of us
 Oh, what's so good about the good old days?
 Yeah, what's so good about the good old days?
 Tell me, what's so good about the good old days?
 Yeah, what's so good about the good old days?