| At the shows and on the streets
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| Some punks just wont accept you think differently
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| The way you live it was the wrong way to be
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| Vegetarian or not, drug free or drunk
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| There’s always somebody who says you’re not a punk
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| They’re always somebody who tells you that you’re wrong
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| We bitch about what we see on the daily news
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| But we can’t respect each others views
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| Bow what will we do at the end of our fuse
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| And now we’re young and dead
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| Instead of respecting our differences in thought
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| We waste time arguing about what’s right and what is not
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| And some revert to all the violence they’ve been taught
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| Opinions vary on what is Punk and what it does
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| But its not anything until we’ve earned each others trust
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| And if it ever happens it is by the fault of all of us
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| There’s two options out there for the youth
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| Just two options and we’ve got to choose
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| United we win, divided we lose
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| And now we’re young and dead
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| Think about your views
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| The lifestyle that you choose
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| And find out what it means to you
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| Some have had a negative outlook on it from the start
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| How can you ignore when something’s coming from the heart
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| If nothing can unite us and nothing’s worth a chance
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| Then why are we all singing what they’re telling us we can’t
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| You’ve buried any bridge we’ve come across
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| And you’re the reason for the battles we’ve lost
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| When you fight your war just don’t forget the cost
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| And now we’re young and dead
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| Think about your views
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| The lifestyle that you choose
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| And find out what it means to you |