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Yo, Jay - I miss the garage days,
With material from... and a lot of courage
It was all so pure, so safe and true
Like for like's sake, don't even there was money
Only hardcore concerts with the people on the street
Sanded beanbags, each with their own
A well-knit ball that joined an avenue
We had rightful respect for attitude
assumed
Saturday afternoon at Rock Rendez Vous to enjoy a
A lot of sweat, bruises, a lot of hash smell
Cheeky kids with a lot of feeling and desire
But without a very clear sense of reality
Yo, Jay â And that crazy guitar?
I miss it, bro â Let's kill it!
Yo, Jay â And that amazing guitar?
I miss you bro, let's have a blast!
Yo, Jay and that amazing guitar?
A spacey, starry silver Segovia
I didn't even want to believe it when you bought it
It was used and butchered on each and every fret
Very heavy meshes solos on a single string
We didn't know how to distinguish the E from the G, the D from the C
That's where it all started, in a certain way...
Concerts in front of the mirror, no joke
Telediscs imagined down to the last detail
With luxurious settings, kid â all the best
Who would have thought we'd get here?
There's still so much to enjoy â this one goes out to you
Yo, Jay â And that awesome guitar?
I miss you, bro â Let's kill it!
Yo, Jay â And that awesome guitar?
I miss it bro, let's kill it!
Times have changed, but no The desires have changed
The feeling is the same, only the ages differ
We do what we want, almost as we want
But in important things you know how lucky we are
Winning some guitar doing what you like
Flash concerts from the countryside to the Coast
Guillaz breaking the dressing rooms, pissing on the doors
of the hotels
End of the night Let's get to the papers
Ahh... I'm on break with Quacas, with us there never is
And the girls are already weak
The kid v can't go wrong he's quiet and no one sees him anymore
We both know very well how to do what
Yo, Jay â And that crazy guitar?
I miss it, bro â Let's have a look killed!
Yo, Jay â And that crazy guitar?
I miss it bro, let's kill it!