Good Old Days

Oh, some times I think back to when I was younger
 Life was so much simpler then
 Dad would be up at dawn, he'd be watering the lawn
 Or maybe going fishing again
 Oh, and mom would be fixing up something in the kitchen
 Fresh biscuits or hot apple pie
 And I'd spend all day long in the basement
 Torturing rats with a hacksaw and pulling the wings off of flies
 Those were the good old days
 
 The years go by but the memory stays
 And those were the good old days
 I can still remember good old Mr. Fender who ran the corner grocery store
 Oh, he'd stroll down the aisle with a big friendly smile
 And he'd say, "Howdy", when you walked in the door
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 Always treated me nice, gave me kindly advice
 I don't know why I set fire to his place
 Oh, I'll never forget the day, I bashed in his head
 Well you should've seen the look on his face
 Let me tell ya now
 Those were the good old days
 The years go by but the memory stays
 And those were the good old days
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 Do you remember sweet Michelle
 She was my high school romance
 She was fun to talk to and nice to smell
 So I took her to the homecoming dance
 Then I tied her to a chair and I shaved off all her hair
 And I left her in the desert all alone
 Well sometimes in my dreams I can still hear the screams
 Oh, I wonder if she ever made it home
 I tell ya
 Those were the good old days
 The years go by but the memory stays
 And those were the good old days
 Let me tell ya, buddy
 Those were the good old days
 The years go by but the memory stays
 And those were the good old days