Looking back to a better time When life was good and there was little crime Children played on their pogo sticks And on Saturday went to the local Flicks We all drank big bottles of pop Especially Dandelion and Burdock What I'd give for a tiny slurp Though it stung your nose and it made you burp We were always polite to bobbies On rememberance day, we all wore poppies And we all had useful Hobbies At the Crich Tram Museum I was with a friend called Ian We were there from 9 Till chucking out time There was so much there worth seeing At the Crich Tram Museum Disaster befell poor Ian A vicous jasper Made him drop His Dandelion and Burdock Oh, that jasper made him drop His Dandelion and Burdock Ian's bottle had developed a crack So he couldn't get his deposit back Tuppence may not seem a lot But it would buy you a big fat lollipop Black Jacks were ten a penny Remember now, we're talking old money Not that we ever had any But we were happy. Cycling with my peers The wind whistling past my ears As we reached Mam Tor I was grateful for My Sturmey Archer Gears At the Crich Tram Museum I was with a friend called Ian We were there from 9 Till chucking out time There was so much there worth seeing At the Crich Tram Museum Disaster befell poor Ian A vicous jasper Made him drop His Dandelion and Burdock Oh, that jasper made him drop His Dandelion and Burdock Oh, but how I love a drop Of Dandelion and Burdock