| When I was just a skinny lad on holiday by the sea
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| I met a girl in a Rancid shirt, and a tape she gave to me
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| With the Black Flag First Four Years and the Minor Threat Discography
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| And punk rock saved my life
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| Going down the Red Eye back in 1998
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| Hanging out with Household Names and staying out too late
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| This angry adolescent found an outlet for his hate
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| And punk rock saved my life
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| The vision wasn’t perfect and we knew it all along
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| We dressed like fucking idiots and got our facts all wrong
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| But everyone must needs be an extremist when they’re young
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| Fucking with your parents makes you grow up big and strong
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| Folding zines and record sleeves while sitting round at home
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| Flicking through the catalogues and distros at the shows
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| Circle pits and sing-a-longs, come on let’s fucking go
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| And punk rock saved my life
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| That little dream is over, it was never going to last
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| Everybody’s moved along and it’s all in the past
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| But when I was just 16 I pinned my colours to the mast
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| And punk rock’s in the ink that’s in my skin
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| The attitude in every song I sing
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| And we didn’t change the world, we didn’t win
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| We probably didn’t even save my life, it’s true
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| But I bet we had a better time than you |