Dexys Midnight Runners — Old

Old have memories to keep all cold away What is that you say? No sense to dwell Old, are you ridiculed and fumed away No attention paid? I thought as much. Yes and the dumb patriots have their say Only see their way Nothing to sell And worse from us, so obvious Preposterous, when you think of the time that each has spent Words heaven sent and truly meant to show Old, may I sit down here and learn today? I'll hear all you say I won't go away