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Punk is your cute little bracelet
Punk is your streak of pink hair
Punk is not cool
And Punk just won’t die
And if you ask me it just isn’t fair
‘Cause punk is singing the bad words in “American Idiot”
Even though you couldn’t fathom what the song means
And it’s especially smoking a cigarette
‘Cause youre so punk you do it at least once a week
Punk is that risqué fishnet hand warmer
That you’re so damn punk you went and bought at Claire’s
Then spent all of mommy's money
At Hot Topic on piercings that you’ll never wear
And you can hold a guitar so well
That you make Strummer look fat and old
And Iggy Pop’s some guy you saw on “Bam”
And, “Who in fucking hell are the Ramones?”
But I can tell that you’re pretty educated
‘Cause you know to shun Avril Lavigne
And you can impress your friends
By saying,
“Punk’s not dead,”
And it’s so sad
‘Cause you’re proof that punk’s alive and obscene
You see, what once was so smart intellectuals didn’t get it
And too raw to be sold in stores
Is now sold in bulk at Wal-mart
As plaid skirts sitting it twelve-year-old’s drawers
And what once was a filthy word
Is now a Halloween costume that’s not even scary
But what scares me is that the Sex Pistols are that band
“That sing that one Guitar Hero song ‘bout anarchy?”
So perhaps it’s best Johnny Dee Dee and Joey
Aren’t here to witness this tragedy
And Sid might not even make it
In the tabloids next to Brittney and Miley
And I think if Kurt were here, he'd just laugh
‘Cause after that,
The kids would come
And protest that Johnny Thunders
Wasn’t dead enough to be punk
So as you can see, punk’s alive and well
In the bellies of America’s brat youth
And for us misfits, all we can believe is
That our punk died back when it was new

((PS: My legs totally aren't that misshapen in real life. :/))

Description

Punk is your cute little bracelet
Punk is your streak of pink hair
Punk is not cool
And Punk just won’t die
And if you ask me it just isn’t fair
‘Cause punk is singing the bad words in “American Idiot”
Even though you couldn’t fathom what the song means
And it’s especially smoking a cigarette
‘Cause youre so punk you do it at least once a week
Punk is that risqué fishnet hand warmer
That you’re so damn punk you went and bought at Claire’s
Then spent all of mommy's money
At Hot Topic on piercings that you’ll never wear
And you can hold a guitar so well
That you make Strummer look fat and old
And Iggy Pop’s some guy you saw on “Bam”
And, “Who in fucking hell are the Ramones?”
But I can tell that you’re pretty educated
‘Cause you know to shun Avril Lavigne
And you can impress your friends
By saying,
“Punk’s not dead,”
And it’s so sad
‘Cause you’re proof that punk’s alive and obscene
You see, what once was so smart intellectuals didn’t get it
And too raw to be sold in stores
Is now sold in bulk at Wal-mart
As plaid skirts sitting it twelve-year-old’s drawers
And what once was a filthy word
Is now a Halloween costume that’s not even scary
But what scares me is that the Sex Pistols are that band
“That sing that one Guitar Hero song ‘bout anarchy?”
So perhaps it’s best Johnny Dee Dee and Joey
Aren’t here to witness this tragedy
And Sid might not even make it
In the tabloids next to Brittney and Miley
And I think if Kurt were here, he'd just laugh
‘Cause after that,
The kids would come
And protest that Johnny Thunders
Wasn’t dead enough to be punk
So as you can see, punk’s alive and well
In the bellies of America’s brat youth
And for us misfits, all we can believe is
That our punk died back when it was new

((PS: My legs totally aren't that misshapen in real life. :/))