The Auteurs - 1967 lyrics

In 1967 In 1967 The clock's ticking by, I'm thirty five I think we should have a child soon In 1967 No pop in our record collection The Beatles and Stones mean nothing to us I think we should count our blessings In 1967 In 1967 My wife's expecting A Surrey midwife delivers the child I'll get a job in Yorkshire In 1967 No pop in our record collection No colour section In our record collection Ho In 1967 No pop in our record collection Some people have died, Some people have gone Our Spring is in a cardboard box Present time I'll apologise to the nation We are bedazzled, We're ordering co*ktails We act like peasants 1999 No pop in out record collection Record on the radio station It means nothing to us I think we should count our blessing Since 1967 In 1967 (The clocks ticking by, I'm thirty five) In 1967 (The clocks ticking by, I'm thirty five) In 1967 (The clocks ticking by, I'm thirty five) In 1967 (The clocks ticking by, I'm thirty five)