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Hey, the first time that I met my mate Was in the roller rink where I went to skate It was early in the decade around '83 Back then Maskell's was the place to be Pay two quid for your entry fee I glide into the arena, ecstasy When you were seven you didn't realize Most of the adults were stoned out of their eyes Some jacked up on the seats around the edge Others were so fucked that they turned into veg I didn't care 'cos I made my pledge Rollskating at Maskell's got respect I used to listen to Public Enemy Erik B and Rakim and BVSMP But before that in 1983 I'd go break dancing after my tea Down the Youth Club, eating the fruit pastels Saturday morning I'd go down to Maskell's It was my favorite place to go Dancing all day at the Roller Disco N-n-nineteen eighty three When Maskells is over it's out on your bike Doing bunny hops and wheelies if you like Nicking from the shop and comparing your Nike Dropping bricks onto trains was a delight Then I'd find a weak kid and have a fight Use your pocket money to buy a head band for the night From Fussels, Newport's health-sports store This is the stuff I used to do before Draw Paul Hardcastle, n-n-nineteen Was always played on the roller disco scene I would listen to the music 'til I went deaf Skating around backwards to Axel F Even back then I was still wearing gold They had an ice rink upstairs so I was told It was ecstasy going round a pillar Doing a special dance to Michael Jackson's 'Thriller' Y-y-you fukin' knows it N-n-nineteen eighty three How was the year son? N-n-nineteen eighty three Oh, eating cola cubes and watching Grange Hill Riding my chopper to the Chip shop in Pill I didn't know words like Cunny or Vag Getting my two hundred meters swimming badge Back then you were seven, I was eight I only just started to masturbate When I was in school the days went slow 'Cos I was dreaming of a fuckin' roller disco F-f-fucking alright S-s-say first fuck I didn't smoke, I didn't drink booze I collected 'Star Wars' stickers and bubble gum tattoos Stuck 'em on my face 'cos it made me feel hard Then popped into the shop to buy some football cards Finished the album, Panini '83 Get back home in time for the A-Team and tea Then watch Bullseye and Saint and Greavsie Go to bed, 'til tomorrow, see? I watch the A-Team and Airwolf too Before I found drugs and started sniffing glue Riding round the lane on my Grifter or my Chopper Even back then I was a hip hopper N-n-nineteen eighty three N-n-nineteen eighty three Y-y-you knows it F-f-fresh bra F-f-fresh bra Y-y-you knows it F-f-fresh bra N-n-nineteen eighty three G-G-Goldie Lookin Chain G-G-Goldie Lookin Chain N-n-nineteen eighty three N-n-nineteen eighty three Y-y-you knows it N-n-nineteen eighty three You knows it F-f-fresh bra
Writer(s): Rhys William Joseph Hutchings, Hubert Barclay Iii Eaves, James Williams, John Rutledge Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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