Lyrics from original Fings Ain't Wot They Used Ta Be

Original lyrics


I used to lead a lovely life of sin; dough! I charged a ton
Now it's become an undercover game;
Who want to read a notice in a window, "Massaging Done"
Somehow the business doesn't seem the same

It's a very different scene
Well, you know what I mean...

There's toffs wiv toffee noses and poofs in coffee 'ouses and
Fings ain't wot they used t'be.
There's short time low priced mysteries, wivout proper histories
Fings ain't wot they used t'be.
It used to be class doing the town
Buying a bit o' vice - and that's when a brass
Couldn't go down, under the union price,
Not likely!
Once in golden days of yore, ponces killed a lazy whore
Fings ain't what they used t'be.


Cops from universities, dropsy! wot a curse it is,
Fings ain't wot they used t'be.
Big hoods now are little hoods, gamblers now do Littlewoods
Fings ain't wot they used t’be.
There used to be schools, fahsands of pounds
Passing across the baize, there used to be tools
Flashing around, oh for the bad old days
Remember!
How we used to pull for 'em, I've got news for Wolfenden
Fings ain't wot they used ta - did their lot they used ta
Fings ain't wot they used t'be.