We’d always be recording on our VCR

and adoring ourselves in the 4 by 3 aspect ratio

Mum was always shouting up for us to turn our music down

Cos the baseline it would bleed right through the house

Intro:

Do you know where Dad is

We would ask

Always got the same... response

Chorus:

If he’s not in the garage

He’ll be down the end of the garden

Down the end of the garden, he’ll be

I’d ride the back of your bike like it was a car

And you’d drop me off on the side once I’d paid the fare

We’d be called in for Sunday dinner, sat sweating inside

And I’d be watching the kitchen window dripping wet

Intro/Chorus

Middle 8:

Such random memories, I wish that I had kept

Those stupid moments captured on streaky VHS

Some of it remains and for that I am truly blessed

But so much of it is just stuck inside my head

Chorus

Written & recorded by Ian Kudzinowski.