I smoked Consulates and Park Drive, drank Nookie Brown  Learned how to skive  Polo mints to hide my breath from my mum  Did a little weed cuz it felt like fun  Did a little bit of speed if my friend had some  Nicked Volkswagen badges I'm a Beastie Boys son  Me so horny, me so young and I still get my washing done  Auntie Joan died of cancer God didn't have an answer  Rhythm was a dancer  Any room for a chancer? That's me in the corner, thanks sir!  I wore astute track suits, British Nike shoes, Kangol hat like LL Cool's  Before I was 'avin it, 'avin it large  They nicked the BMX from out my garage  Knew it was Theo from off the estate cuz every time he'd see me, he'd smile like we were mates  From then on in I'd have to walk to me Nan's  And I'd dream my dreams through a sea of prams  Like a hooligan on the football stands  And I'd throw the v's to Leeds and West Ham  Then I ran, I ran so far away down Scotia Road to a taxi bay  Then I ran again cuz I couldn't pay, a Muslim didn't get his fare that day  I apologise today    Things are better when they start  That's how the 80s broke my heart    And who are you calling poof? You like Wham, man, I hate that stuff  And then my grandad died and left a hole in the family and lots of women had to nanny me  School was a laugh, they didn't have ADD, thick was the term they used for me  (over and over)  Repeatedly  (over and over)    Take my breath away take my breath away  Bidly bidly bidly bom  Pass it on the left hand side, right turn, Clive    That girl in the fourth year, got pregnant and she was raised Catholic, brilliant!  I cried, she cried, we cried, our youth died  Drank cider in the cemetery  The year above us had discovered E and I said it weren't for me  ?12.50? I could rob me mum's purse and buy one up Torquay  Met a girl on Monday, drank fizzy pop on Tuesday  Fingered her on Wednesday and on Thursday and Friday and on Saturday  Dumped by Sunday    Things are better when they start  That's how the 80s broke my heart  The wonder years, I've played my part  That's how the 80s broke my heart    Like I said, I lost my virginity to a girl called Anne-Marie, well she said she fancied me  And then she said "fuck me" and I thought 'fuck me, I'm all talk and it'll be over too quickly'  And it was but I couldn't care less, I'd seen a girl's bra and made a mess on her dress, oh yes!  You're now rocking with the best, second person in my year that had seen a breast  I'm in my 30s now and I'm still impressed  Where are the Falklands mum? And what have they done?  Where do girls come from? Where do girls come from? Where do girls come from?    It's the 80s, what you looking at, ya mong?  So young, so long, so young, so long  Too short, so long  What you looking at ya mong?  Too short, so long, too short, so long  So long.