This seemed to be a popular tune off my 2014 album so I thought I'd post it for the Clickers Club "Own Favourites" player, Valentines Day 2015.

This is pretty much a true story of one of the very best years of my life (19...ahem) or what little of it I can recall hehe.

Lyrics

I had good money and a place of my own,
London Town where I called my home.
A skinny kid running out of control
Scratching at the edges of rock'n'roll

Worked all day til half past five
Then load the van for the gig-bound drive
Dead-end dives and empty clubs
Getting kicked out of redneck pubs

24 forever, 24 forever
It didn't get much better
That's the truth
Wish I could be 24 forever, 24 forever
It didn't get much better
til I met you.

Wildcat parties everywhere
Show me the bottle I'd be there
Waking up god knows where
In whose company I couldn't care

No worries, no ties
No need to compromise
The pivotal moments of our lives
I'm just glad the memory survives

24 forever, 24 forever
It didn't get much better
That's the truth
Don't want to be 24 forever, I don't want to be 24 forever
It didn't get any better
til I met you.