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I gave up my socks almost fifteen years ago
And when I'm interviewed, I'm often asked
Why did they leave, what became of them?
These first socks, we no longer worry.
But our first guitars sparked hysteria.
Our fifteen-watt amplifiers were very noisy.
But today they look like toys from the past
Things a kid at Christmas would find old-fashioned
The princely sons and the bourgeoisie thought my hair was too long.
And that my stage presence resembled that of a demon
Now young professionals like to ride motorcycles
And they wear black jackets because it looks retro.
But I kept the best memories with me.
I've forgotten about the trials, the vampire lawyers
I have one thing left to remember from the past
We didn't sing very well, but we weren't the worst.
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