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Watch the rock and rollers With their bellies and their wigs, Playing songs performed at Oh-so-many early gigs. The keyboards and guitars still sound Real good, though maybe slower Yet their voices simply cannot reach The high range or the lower. Blown-up photos from the past, Not meaning to, are mocking Their current selves who do their best To do their roll and rocking. The audience, all old as well, Belt out, with zeal and passion, The lyrics they remember From when tie-dye was in fashion. The music bubbles in my blood; I watch and I’m transported, But find it sad attempts to bring The past to life are thwarted. *Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Induction

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