A Wonderful Time to Be Young Songtext
von Pukka Orchestra

Mister, won′t you buy this record?
I think you'll like the way it moves
My heart and soul on plastic
Sincerity in every groove
Drink all those summer evenings at the pally
We go and check out all the up-and-coming bands
We all have time to waste
Pity it can′t be replaced
The future is out of our hands
So mister, won't you buy this record?
It's got a message and a melody
Though the pally and the sound
Have been leveled to the ground
And dancing has become a memory
It′s a wonderful time to be young
And in love
It′s no crime to be happy in love
It's a wonderful time to be young
And in love
It′s no crime to be happy in love


One time we brought a tape up to your office
When you were marking time at CBS
Let's send the toy ground the thanks
To the Russians and the Yanks
Who got us into this mess
So mister, won′t you buy this record?
Don't ask me what I′m trying to prove
My heart and soul on plastic
A love affair in every groove
And though nobody has a record player
And you can sell your Gucci boots to anyone
We're willing to exchange
For some food or even change
This song that we've done
It′s a wonderful time to be young
And in love
It′s no crime to be happy in love
It's a wonderful time to be young
And in love
It′s no crime to be happy in love
(It's a) Wonderful time to be young
And in love
It′s no crime to be happy in love
(It's a) Wonderful time to be young
And in love
It′s no crime to be happy in love