Validation of Love 11

Validation of Love 11

I remember when the cry was that we were too young

Though our trips to the matinee were always accepted

We played the hit singles of the songs that we sung

Sneaked out for meetings that were not detected

At college we found our freedom away from prying eyes

They were the days of free love the dawn of a swinging age

We wore flowers in our hair there was no need for disguise

Sergeant Pepper and the Yellow Submarine were the rage

Time moved swiftly on and we decided to tie the knot

Upon the open moor beneath the heat of a solstice sun

Settling down we started to wonder if we had lost the plot

Two kids a dog and a mortgage did not seem like fun

Our kids reached their teens their skins discovered ink

Tattooed their bodies whilst we sat around and groaned

Not for one moment did we stop to reflect and think

How quickly we’d become a generation that moaned

Rap is not proper music we defiantly declared

Clothes are so skimpy you can hardly see the thread

The days roll by and our memories are impaired

We have become like those people we used to dread

Copyright: David Hopcroft August 2023

Pirate Radio

Pirate Radio

High tension battery radio tuned valves glowing

As kids we felt our interest in music growing

Listening to Uncle Mac on a Saturday morning

The fifties ebbed away as new music was forming

Elvis was on the rise Chuck Berry brought rock ‘n’ roll

Ritchie Valens and the Big Bopper were now in control

The swinging sixties was about to explode

Please Mr Postman was coming down the road

Transistor radios had arrived on the scene

Life changed so fast as we turned sweet sixteen

But all that we could listen to each night

Was Radio Luxembourg by the oil lamplight

The Beeb lumbered along with Housewives Choice

Whilst we teenagers were screaming for our voice

Then came the sound of jingles from Radio Caroline

Playing our kind of music we were living on cloud nine

Rosko Dave Lee Travis and Tony Blackburn came along

Our lives were now filled with dance and THAT song

She loved me and I wanted to hold her hand

Beatlemania had arrived to hit the land

Frederica you were welcome in our port

Breaking the grey shackles you persisted and fought

Thanks to Pirate Radio that came to make our day

To get the Swinging Sixties truly under way

Copyright: David Hopcroft July 2023