It started off as a joke, a spin-off from getting old
Just writing some tunes again and finally recording them
Days becoming weeks, weeks becoming months
Almost ran out of grit, I was fed up with it
Just cancel that whole shit? tell 'em we have quit?
But who really cares after all of these years
23 years, they have gone, written tons of songs
Around 250 shows, four records, highs and lows
Often smiled at, but while the other bands are dead
We are still alive, making hay while the sun shines
Fourteen 3-chords songs, so sad this is the last one
There's nothing left to say, let's call it a day
