We Tuned Up in the Garage Again

Lyrics

Dave's old amp still smells of dust
My fingers have gone slow
Twenty years since we last played
In this garage, you know

We tuned up and we all laughed
At the songs we used to write
Half the words are gone from me
But the chords come back all right

We tuned up in the garage again
Older, softer, still the same
Count it in, one two three four
Someone sing the old refrain
We tuned up in the garage again
Just for the joy, not the fame
The songs remember who we were
And they call us by our names

The drummer's got a grandchild now
She taps along on a tin
The bass line wobbles, who cares
Let the afternoon come in

We tuned up in the garage again
Older, softer, still the same
Count it in, one two three four
Someone sing the old refrain
We tuned up in the garage again
Just for the joy, not the fame
The songs remember who we were
And they call us by our names

No stage, no lights, no crowd
Just a kettle and a chair
The best gig we ever played
Was the one that nobody was there

We tuned up in the garage again
Older, softer, still the same
Count it in, one two three four
Someone sing the old refrain
We tuned up in the garage again
Just for the joy, not the fame
The songs remember who we were
And they call us by our names

One two three four
One more time, one more