High school days #ジーンズ補完計画
An uptempo modern rock'n'roll song with a bluesy yet stylish guitar riff intro, inspired by 1950s rock energy but produced with a crisp, contemporary mix, Driving 8-beat drum groove, punchy bass line, and crunchy electric guitars, Verses are storytelling with a nostalgic vibe about high school band days, ripped jeans, white T-shirt, and Converse shoes, Choruses are anthemic, with big gang-style backing vocals shouting the hook, Includes a short, soulful but flashy guitar solo in the middle, then back to a high-energy final chorus, Key of E major, BPM 160.
High school days #ジーンズ補完計画
An uptempo modern rock'n'roll song with a bluesy yet stylish guitar riff intro, inspired by 1950s rock energy but produced with a crisp, contemporary mix, Driving 8-beat drum groove, punchy bass line, and crunchy electric guitars, Verses are storytelling with a nostalgic vibe about high school band days, ripped jeans, white T-shirt, and Converse shoes, Choruses are anthemic, with big gang-style backing vocals shouting the hook, Includes a short, soulful but flashy guitar solo in the middle, then back to a high-energy final chorus, Key of E major, BPM 160.
Lyrics
「jeans704店舗BGM使用OK、有料使用者です」
白いTシャツ 肩までめくって
ひざに穴 ジーパンは501
黒のコンバース すり減った踵
High school days 夢なんてなかった！
破れたジーンズみたいに
恋の数だけ バラードができた
夜更かしすぎて 朝はゾンビ！
それでもロックンロールがすべてだった
真夜中ギター コッソリ持ち出して
月に向かって 吠えてみた
近所のおじさん、コラーっ！ス参加
High school days 笑うしかねぇ
破れたジーンズみたいに
泣いた数だけ バラードができた
バカ騒ぎして 怒られたって
それでもロックンロールは、やめられない！
Yeah！
破れたジーンズみたいに
失恋の数だけ バラードができた
あの頃の俺ら 止まらない炎
ロックンロールがすべてだった
Yeah, rock’n’roll！ 笑っちまうぜ！
High school days 消えない音
Yeah！
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High School Days (English version)
White T-shirt, sleeves rolled up to my shoulder
Holes in my knees, 501 blue jeans
Black Converse, heels worn down to nothing
High school days — I didn’t have no dream!
Like these ripped-up jeans I wear
Every love I had turned into a ballad
Stayed up so late I looked like a zombie in the morning
But rock’n’roll was everything to me
At midnight, snuck out with my guitar
Howled at the moon just for the hell of it
Old man next door yelled “Hey, knock it off!”
High school days — all we could do was laugh
Like these ripped-up jeans I wear
Every tear I cried turned into a ballad
Even if we partied loud and got in trouble
Rock’n’roll was something we could never quit!
Yeah!
Like these ripped-up jeans I wear
Every heartbreak turned into a ballad
Back then we were an unstoppable flame
Rock’n’roll was everything to us
Yeah, rock’n’roll! It still cracks me up!
High school days — the sound will never fade
Yeah!