I miss doing cut and paste projects for school
I miss pollyotters and having braais by the pool
I miss Dinoryders, Bravestar and Bionic Six
I miss Cheers, Arende, Who’s the Boss and Wings
I miss puzzles with mom and playing with play dough
Tell me, “where in the world is carmen sandiego”
I miss giving girls lifts home on my poegie
I miss the days in Marc’s car of just smoking and cruising
I miss the A Team and Murder She Wrote
I miss the days when I was still kak scared to smoke
I miss the days when special effects were hand made
when Francios Pienaar still played rugby and didn’t eat Lays
There’s so much I miss from the old days
There’s so much that I learnt from the old ways
Another kid fokken raised by the 80’s
Kytie Kytie, jy was nie net n mytie
I was raise by girls in outfits and kop doeke
Kaal bolyf, kla oortyd en kaal fokken voete
Dallas, Dynasty en Agter elke man
Kringe innie bos en Ballade vir n enkeling
Voortrekker camps and CSV kampe
Mufasa, Aladin, Bambi and Thumper
Klei lat, Swart Kat and self-built tree houses
No shoes, no worries, play holes in my trousers
There’s alot of good things that happend back then
But I cant keep going on about way back when
So that’s enough of that, no way no how
Cause I’ll miss all the shit that im doing right now
