It was nineteen eighty somethingIn the world that I grew up in Skating rinks and black Trans AmsBig hair and parachute pantsAnd looking back now I can see meAnd, oh man, did I look cheesyBut I wouldn't trade those days for nothingAh, it was nineteen eighty something
Mark doesn't really write his own lyrics but he gets some good material to work with. You may remember his awful cover of "Back To One."
― teeny (teeny), Monday, 27 January 2003 16:37 (twenty-three years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Monday, 27 January 2003 16:39 (twenty-three years ago)
― Mike O. (Mike Ouderkirk), Friday, 11 February 2005 07:02 (twenty-one years ago)