Dizzy Jonsson & The Rovers

Fifteen years old, and the year
 That forever seemed to shape me
 We were changing our rehearsal place
 To where the older guys would hang
 When we got there we heard music
 Coming out of open windows
 It was June
 There was something they were smoking
 That I had never smelled before
 Sounding like the best band in the world
 That no one ever heard of
 Didn't matter much to them
 Didn't matter much to me
 They kept on playing
 Like their lives depended on it
 And in so many ways it did
 It was John and Harry and Jimmy
 Dizzy Jonsson and The Rover
 Looking like from another world
 Just like bands used to do
 Whiskey bottles on the speakers
 Cigarettes in yellow hands
 And me, I stood there speechless
 As they all came and shook my hand
 Just like the best band in the world
 That no one ever heard of
 Didn't matter much to them
 Didn't matter much to me
 They kept on playing
 Like their lives depended on it
 And in so many ways it did
 Became the best band in the world
 That no one ever heard of
 Didn't matter much to them
 Didn't matter much to me
 They kept on playing
 Like their lives depended on it
 And in so many ways it did
 And in so many ways it did
 Back in the days of innocence
 Before it all began
 The bitter end