I can't seem to get the signal I need
I think my radio's broken
there was a time it played so loud
and the speakers they were smokin'
but time moves on, that music is gone
we got a new guitar attack
the airwaves were made for rock n roll
and were gonna take em' back
It's a-a-an airwave raid
don't need your rap or hip hop crap
alternative,disco, funk
you retro fucks are boring cunts
and you're still afraid to play the junk
their filthy lucre bought the #1 spot
so I never even got a vote
you know real punk's an endangered species
gonna shove it down your throat
As i viddi past my years
When all the droogs we're go
There was me your humble narrator
The others decorate the show
[Pre-chorus:]
Now i'm haunted by ghosts from the past
Where did they go
Was it me or my imagination
Cuz i'm all alone
[Chorus:]
Crash and burn, search and destroy,
Chaos, Riot and ruin
Explosive minds for boring times
this will be our theme song
My glazzies are all glazed real zombie-like
From the horrorshow jobs we've done
We have arrived, o' my brothers
At chapter twenty-one
You have held us down for so long,
Everything you said, it was wrong,
You can't even look us in the eyes,
While your headlines scream out pompous lies.
Who controls the media?
I want my say, say, say, say, say, say!
I'm proud to be a part of what you hate,
The upper-middle class just can't relate,
I really don't have much in my life,
But you can never take away my pride.
Punk is big, now you sing a different song,
Why can't you just admit you're wrong,
But streetpunk you still ignore,
You're just as bad as the bands you implore
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