| Lyrics: | Lost in a sea of combat boots,
Flush the bouncers with wasted youth
When did punk rock
become so safe,
When did the scene become a joke?
The kids who used to live for beer and
speed
Now want their fries and coke
Cursing and flipping birds are not allowed,
In fact
let's keep noice levels down
Must separate the church and skate!
Why don't we put
pads on the kids,
Helmets, head gear and mouth pieces
Then we could pad the floor and
walls,
Put cameras inside bathroom stalls
We make sure only nice bands play,
Make every
show a matinee
Teach kids to be all they can be,
And we could sing my country tis of
thee
Sweet land of liberty
When did punk rock become so safe
I know it wasn't Duane
or Fletcher,
Who put up the barricades
Like a stake in the heart,
Somehow we got driven
apart
I want conflict, I want dissent
I want the scene to represent
Our hatred of
authority,
Our fight against complacency
Stop singing songs about girls and love,
You
killed the owl, you freed the dove
Confrontations and politics replaced
With harmonies and
shticks
When did punk rock become so tame,
These fucking bands all the sound the same
We
want our fights, we want our thugs
We want our burns, we want our drugs
Where is the violent
apathy,
These fucking records are rated G
When did punk rock become so safe? |
