The Village Green Preservation Society

The Title track of this masterpiece of an album by the kinks and written by Raymond Douglas Davies is one of those songs that makes you wish you could turn back the hands of time and go back to those simpler young and innocent days before the age of technology, machinary and mechincal nightmare took over our lives, and the working man's cafe, the village green, the gorcery stores, were replaced by Starbucks and the malls. Bring back the Working Man's cafe, ain't it a pity, scapheap city, and maybe God should be worried about saving all of us as well as the KinKs...They're tearing old quality downWithout any pity,Now they're coming to take me awayTo Scrapheap City.

We are the Village Green Preservation SocietyGod save Donald Duck, Vaudeville and VarietyWe are the Desperate Dan Appreciation SocietyGod save strawberry jam and all the different varietiesPreserving the old ways from being abusedProtecting the new ways for me and for youWhat more can we doWe are the Draught Beer Preservation SocietyGod save Mrs. Mopp and good Old Mother RileyWe are the Custard Pie Appreciation ConsortiumGod save the George Cross and all those who were awarded themWe are the Sherlock Holmes English Speaking VernacularHelp save Fu Manchu, Moriarty and DraculaWe are the Office Block Persecution AffinityGod save little shops, china cups and virginityWe are the Skyscraper Condemnation AffiliateGod save tudor houses, antique tables and billiardsPreserving the old ways from being abusedProtecting the new ways for me and for youWhat more can we doGod save the Village Green.