Hey Day - John Taylor

We made a fortune

We blew a fortune

Back in the hey day

It was a payday

We saw the future

We caused a suture

We lived in hotels

We lived on cocktails

All I wanted was

A friendly atmosphere

All I wanted was

To get way out of here

All I wanted was

To learn a whole new approach

All I wanted was… (love)

I was in third grade

When I met Matt Shade

He was a mover

Never loser

We made a good noise

We made the sun shine

We met some more guys

And we changed their lives

All I wanted was

To learn a whole new approach

All I wanted was

To lose this sense of this ghost All I wanted was

Hmmm a lucky puppy dog

All I wanted was… (love)

To hold my head high

To hold my head high

To hold my head high

To hold my head high

Went into tailspin

We hear a whirlwind

We married nice girls

Who turned to werewolves

We lived the big time

We made the girls scream

We traded silk ties

We started black books

All I wanted was

To make a moment

All I wanted was

To make a cornet burn

All I wanted was

To turn day into the night

All I wanted was

(flute)

All I wanted was

To make a moment

All I wanted was

To make a cornet burn

All I wanted was

To turn day into night

All I wanted was

Hey day, hey day, hey day, hey day, hey day

Hey day, hey day, hey day, hey day, hey day