The high street shops are boarded up

An' the terrace it is fenced in

See through shields are walled across

The way that you came in

But there's no need to get excited

As the lorries bring the bacon in

'Cause the housewives are all singing

Groovy times are here again They discovered one black Saturday

That mobs don't march they run

So you can excuse the nervous triggerman

Just this once for jumping the gun

As they were picking up the dead

Out of the broken glass

Yes it's number one

The radio set to return have come to pass Groovy times

Groovy times

Groovy times Hey Groovy Yeah, the intake is on the uptake

And the acceleration's pretty grim

I can remember his first appearance

Now look what's happened to him

So they put him in a dog suit

Like from 1964

The king of early evening

ITV will return forever more Groovy times

Groovy times

Groovy times

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