Track 7 of the album Sorry About the Van · 2016
Twenty Years, One Rehearsal
“We found our old amp in an attic and played one rehearsal after twenty years of talking about it. It still works.”
punk · punk · reunion punk · 2:39
Lyrics
Found my amp up in the attic Dust as thick as a winter coat Called the drummer, called the bass player Said we're playing, I don't care how it goes Twenty years since the last loud Friday Now we're back in the garage again Knees are creaking, strings are rusty But the count-in sounds like old friends One, two, three, four Do you remember how it goes Twenty years, one rehearsal Turn it up and let it ring We forgot half of the chords But we remember how to sing Gray in the hair and grin on the face We're back in the same old place Twenty years, one rehearsal Hey, hey, we're back Bass player brought a cooler of soda Drummer brought a bad back brace Singer lost his voice by the second song But he's laughing with a mile-wide face Neighbours knock and they ask us nicely Could we maybe keep it down We just smile and we say we're sorry Then we play the whole thing loud One, two, three, four Do you remember how it goes Twenty years, one rehearsal Turn it up and let it ring We forgot half of the chords But we remember how to sing Gray in the hair and grin on the face We're back in the same old place Twenty years, one rehearsal Hey, hey, we're back We were kids with nothing to lose Now we've got everything to lose And we're here anyway Play it again Play it again Play it again Twenty years, one rehearsal Turn it up and let it ring We forgot half of the chords But we remember how to sing Gray in the hair and grin on the face We're back in the same old place Twenty years, one rehearsal Hey, hey, we're back One more time We're back