Max Bygraves – Fings Ain’t Wot They Used T’be Lyrics

They changed our local Palais into a bowling alley and

Things ain’t what they used to be (chorus)

There’s Teds in drainpipe trousers and Debs in coffee

houses and

Things ain’t what they used to be (chorus)

There used to be Trams not very quick

Gotcha from place to place

But now there’s just jams half a mile thick

I’m walking

They stuck parking meters outside our doors to greet us

Things ain’t what they used to be (chorus)

Corr monkeys flying round the moon

We’ll be up there with em soon

Things ain’t what they used to be (chorus)

Once our beer was frothy but now its frothy coffee well

It used to be fun Dad an old Mum paddling down old

Southend

But now it ain’t done

Never mind chum

Paris is now where we spend our outings

Grandma used to try an shock us all

Doing a knees up the Parker Noll

Things ain’t what they used to be (chorus)

We used to have stars

Singers who sung

A Dixie melody

There buying Guitars plinkty plonk

Backing their selves with three chords only

Ones we’d dance from 12 to 3

I’ve got news for Elvis P

Things ain’t what they used taa

There’s a lot we used taa

Things ain’t what they used taa beeeee