1985 you're seventeen and you're about to explode
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Your mum and your dad never understood
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You just want to burn
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So you start a band
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And do the best you can
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This time you're really gone to kick some ass
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4 in a small van of fortune
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You're gonna hit the road
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And you say
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Fuck you fuck you fuck you on and on
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And ten years later you're still a punk
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You never meant to stop
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Yes you're a tough guy
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And you ask for more
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More money, more beers, more girls after the gigs
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Now that you're on the top you don't wanna to get down
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Well I say
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Fuck you fuck you fuck you on and on
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You just forgot what punk is for
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It's not a fashion attitude
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You sold your soul to your enemy
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Pretending you won't let it be
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And in 1996 if you're a punk
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My mum is a punk
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My dad is a punk
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My brother is a punk
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And everybody is a punk
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Fuck you fuck you fuck you on and on
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Swindle
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| Burning Heads |
