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Eccentronic take a trip to 2080 to find they are still the same ravers from back in the day. Dedicated to all who love to groove - whether you're 8, 80, or 108!
Thanks to our mad for it ravers:
Louise, Amy & Lucy Jones
Elaine Denise Garrod
DJ GG
Directed, animated, edited by: John Callaghan
www.johncallagan.co.uk
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Lyrics:
In the year 2080, when you want to have some fun
There's a government quota assessment slip
Now I'm old and decrepit and some say past my prime
I remember my youth on a long ragga tip
I remember the 90s like it was yesterday
Although if you can, you weren't there, so they say
Now I am 90, I can't remember yesterday anyway
But I didn't just dream it, I lived it for real
Close my eyes, rhapsodise 'bout the raves that I've had
Danced away, night to day, though they said I was mad
My physique, may be weak, but my spirit is free
From the rave to the grave I will always be me
Weekend benders at the Hacienda
"Don't stop the good times" our only agenda
Music of warehouses, fields and the streets
Characterised by repetitive beats
Thrills, pills and bellyaches, dancing 'til dawn
Now the pills are for bellyaches and those days are gorn
I don't need dry ice now to make my hair grey
But I'm still the same raver from back in the day
You can't say, 'cos I'm grey, that I must act my age
I will dance, every chance, and I won't ever change
Had a lifetime deciding how I will behave
With my head in the bass bin, one foot in the rave
Though my hips may go creak I'm still hip to the beat
Though my rock steady crew aren't rock steady on their feet
Though the tablets I take with my acid have changed
I can move any mountain with my Zimmer frame
Injected with a poison for the eczema on my skin
I'll jack jack my body till my body jacks it in
Hear the drummer get wicked as long as he's loud
"I can't sit down anyway."
(Haemorrhoid)
We partied like it was 1999
Then one day it actually was1999
We did all meet up in the year 2000
But now we party all the harder for our friends who left the party early
"What's that, Charley? We shouldn't sacrifice fulfilment for the sake of security?
Oh, no. Timmy's stuck down a well."
("Got any vitamin E's, Vera?')
Only time, I hear Chime, it's the dinnertime gong
In my phones, and my bones, I will live every song
So the squares always said that we'd have early graves
But we outlived them all and we still misbehave
You can't say, 'cos I'm grey, that I must act my age
I will dance, every chance, and I won't ever change
Had a lifetime deciding how I will behave
With my head in the bass bin, one foot in the rave