Из альбома: To The Faithful Departed
Seems like yesterday we were 16We were the rebels of the rebel sceneWe wore Doc Martens in the sunDrinking vintage cider having funDrinking vintage cider having funIt wasn't often that we fought at allIt wasn't often...We wore Doc Martens in the sunPaint our toenails black and let our hair growWhat I am now is what I was thenI am not more acceptable that thenI an not more acceptable than thenIt wasn't often that we fought at allIt wasn't often...Seems like yesterday we were 16We were the rebels of the rebel scene