Artist: The Cranberries
Released on: To The Faithful Departed (Track #7)
Duration: 3:20

LYRICS

hu na na na na, na na na, na na na na

Seems like yesterday we were sixteen
We were the rebels of the rebel scene
We wore Doc Martens in the sun
Drinking vintage cider, having fun
We were drinking vintage cider having fun

It wasn’t often that we’d fight at a-a-all, it wasn’t ofte-en he-e-e-e
It wasn’t often that we’d fight at a-a-all, it wasn’t ofte-en he-e-e-e

tutututu tu tu, tu tu
tutututu tu tu, tu tu
tutututu tu tu, tu tu
tutututu

la (na na na na na na), la la la la
la (na na na na na na), la

We wore Doc Martens in the snow (we will never grow)
Paint our toenails black and let our hair grow (we will never grow)
What I am now is what I was then (we will never know)
I am not more acceptable than then
I am not more acceptable than then

It wasn’t often that we’d fight at a-a-all, it wasn’t ofte-en he-e-e-e
It wasn’t often that we’d fight at a-a-all, it wasn’t ofte-en he-e-e-e
It wasn’t often, it wasn’t often
It wasn’t often, it wasn’t often
It wasn’t often, it wasn’t often
It wasn’t often, it wasn’t ofte-en ha-a

la-a-i la-a-i la-a-u l-a-a-u la-a-u la-a-u la-a la-a la-a la-a-a-a-a-a a-a

Seem like yesterday we were sixteen
We were the rebels of the rebel scene

CREDIT INFORMATION

• Music and Lyrics by Dolores O’Riordan
• Produced by Bruce Fairbairn and The Cranberries
• Engineered and Mixed by Mike Plotnikoff
• Recorded in November, December 1995 in Dublin, Ireland at Windmill Lane Studios
• Orchestration written and arranged by Michael Kamen
• Strings directed by Michael Kamen
• Published by Island Music Ltd

MEANING

• N/A

NOTES

• The album version of this track was featured on the 1997 Vox magazine cassette compilation “Island is…”