(Intro)(spoken)
2025?
You mean 1999, right?
Ah hell nah,
Look at the time.
I better be going back to mine,
Back to
(Chorus)
1999,
When we all had a landline,
And there wasn’t such a thing as prime,
But blockbuster was bitchin alright,
And Netflix wasn’t online.
Back in 1999,
Using Analog clocks to tell the time,
No calculators to count our dimes,
And panda pops were all the rage,
Played club penguin all our days,
Roblox came at a later date,
Fortnite would have been banned for causing hate,
Back in the good old days.
(Verse 1)
Don’t show my ID no more,
Body hurting more than before,
Still scared to buy alcohol,
After drinking I just regret it all,
Double dosing up on paracetamol,
Hoping one day I’ll open my eyes,
And wake up back in 1999.
(Chorus)
1999,
We watched Nickelodeon for the last time,
Stayed up late past our bedtimes,
Couldn’t keep us inside.
In 1999,
Lego’s where made for creating,
Something from our imagination,
And when you were finished building,
You smashed it up, that’s the best bit!
It filled your sister with rage,
But man!
They were the good old days.
(Verse 2)
MSN, and MTV,
Drake and Josh And karate kid,
No data on our phones,
Had to press 3 times to send a C,
Had to eat with our families,
No veggies then no t.v.
Undiagnosed adhd,
Riddled with anxiety,
From watching takeshi’s castle,
There’s no way that I’m an adult.
(Chorus)
1999,
When we all had a landline,
And there wasn’t such a thing as prime,
But blockbuster was bitchin alright,
And Netflix wasn’t online.
Back in 1999,
Using Analog clocks to tell the time,
No calculators to count our dimes,
And panda pops were all the rage,
Played club penguin all our days,
Roblox came at a later date,
Fortnite would have been banned for causing hate,
Back in the good old days.
1999,
We watched Nickelodeon for the last time,
Stayed up late past our bedtimes,
Couldn’t keep us inside.
In 1999,
Lego’s where made for creating,
Something from our imagination,
And when you were finished building,
You smashed it up, that’s the best bit!
It filled your sister with rage,
But man!
They were the good old days.
