A Song of Sixpence

My mobile phone just won't connect my laptop won't turn on
My house was made in china, my pension in Saigon
I'll sing a song of sixpence, from a time so long ago
With undercover listening to pirate radio
I'll sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of memories

My bank told me they cared so much, so I gave them a call
They put me through to India or maybe it was Nepal
I'll sing a song of sixpence, that magic silver coin
When life was oh so simple, and the smallest things gave joy
I'll sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of memories

I've got so many records that half are left unplayed
Heaven knows who made them or if they will be paid
I'll sing a song of sixpence, that came with every tooth
They said it was a fairy, who cared if it was true
I'll sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of memories

I've had to park my car and take a bus to where I am
I can't find what's important, cause it's lost amongst the spam
I'll sing a song of sixpence when letters came from friends
Not nasty looking red ones, from debt that never ends
I'll sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of memories

I have to look on Facebook to see where my kids have been
They insist on Gucci but say money is obscene
I'll sing a song of sixpence when money was still real
And cards were used for playing, we laughed with every deal
I'll sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of memories
I'll sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of memories