Archie Bunker-Those Were the Days

Dear Archie, It's best you find your bunker The world as we know it Has certainly gone asunder Political correctness Don't it make you wonder If we should be taking names And writing down their numbers Oh and Archie, Lucky now your six feet under Out of lightenings range And all the man made thunder Those were the days We could laugh like murder At each other Goodbye Archie bunker