Robert Miles 2's video: When I Was a Boy

A song for anyone who's ever tried to get nostalgic around their elders. [Here's another song https://youtu.be/D1oFVDvOME8] with Mouse on Guitar Toby on Banjo Rob on Uke Michael on Banjo Matthew on Fiddle Written by Frank Hayes Thanks to Alex for help with filming Lyrics: When I was a boy, our Nintendo was carved from an old apple tree And we used garden hose to connect it to our steam-powered colour TV But it still beat that ancient Atari 'Cause I damn near went blind don't you know Playing Breakout and Pong, on a video game hooked up to the radio And we walked seven miles to the schoolhouse Barefoot and uphill both ways through blizzards in summer and winter back in the good old days Back when FORTRAN was not even THREETRAN and the PC was only a toy we did our computing by gaslight When I was a boy When I was a boy all our networks were for hauling in fish from the sea. Our baud rate was 8 bits an hour (and she was worth it) And our IP address was 3 And you kids who complain that your mobile network's too slow ought to cut out your bitchin' 'cause when I was a boy every packet was delivered by carrier pigeon. And we walked 15 miles to the schoolhouse Barefoot and uphill both ways through blizzards in summer and winter back in the good old days Back when FORTRAN was not even TWOTRAN and the mainframe was only a toy and we did our computing by torchlight When I was a boy When I was a boy our IS shop built relational tables from wood and we wrappered our data in oilcloth to preserve it the best that we could And we carried our bits in a bucket and our mainframe weighed 900 tons and we programmed in ones and in zeroes and sometimes we ran out of ones And we walked 30 miles to the schoolhouse Barefoot and uphill both ways through blizzards in summer and winter Back when FORTRAN was not even ONETRAN and the abacus, only a toy we did our computing in primordial darkness (You had darkness?) When I was a boy