I had no cares in the 1990’s,
I knew of no downfalls,
War was breaking out all around me,
My concerns were with prank calls
She kissed me on the cheek,
She kissed me on the cheek,
Right in front of the older kids,
But my self belief, my self belief,
Wasn't scarred by the modern itch
Because now it feels like,
We kiss with one eye on our TV set,
And the more I give, the less I get,
Using fairground rides just to spark her smile,
Too little hit to miss,
Bring back 1996, bring back 1996,
I want to beat those teenage kicks,
Bring back 1996
We were cloning sheep in the 1990’s,
We were building telescopes,
And sugar filled the whole of my body,
As I edged it all to grow
I kissed her on the cheek,
I kissed her on the cheek,
Just to impress the older kids,
But my self belief, my self belief,
Wasn't lost in the modern glitch
Because now it feels like,
We kiss with one eye on our TV set,
And the more I give, the less I get,
Using fairground rides just to spark her smile,
Too little hit to miss,
Bring back 1996, bring back 1996
Stop talking, stop talking,
I need a lover, not a friend tonight,
I'm leaving, I'm leaving,
I'm not cut out for the modern life.
I'll never beat those teenage kicks
I'll never beat those teenage kicks
I'll never beat those teenage kicks
Bring back 1996
Sunday TV
Autor: The Wombats
Album: Girls, Boys & Marsupials