| I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again
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| You’re not a punk my friend
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| First it was leather and spikey hair
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| But isn’t that a skateboard there?
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| Bermuda shorts and Converse shoes
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| Is this what I’ve got to do?
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| Forget it man, you can’t do enough
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| Well, this punk rock shit is tough
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| You’re not a punk
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| So just stop tryin'
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| Your clothes are good
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| But your brain is dyin'
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| An embarrassment to what we believe
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| Just take your skateboards and leave
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| You’re not a punk
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| So just stop tryin'
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| Your clothes are good
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| But your brain is dyin'
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| An embarrassment to what we believe
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| So you drink your strudle
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| I’ll drink my beer
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| And I don’t even want to hear
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| How you’re more fuckin' punk than me
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| 'Cause any stupid shit can see
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| That you changed 'cause your friends changed first
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| And I don’t know which is worse
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| The way you look now
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| Or the way you looked then
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| But you’re not a punk my friend
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| You’re not a punk
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| So just stop tryin'
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| Your clothes are good
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| But your brain is dyin'
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| An embarrassment to what we believe
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| Take your skateboards and fuck off
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| You’re not a punk
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| So just stop tryin'
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| Your clothes are good
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| But your brain is dyin'
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| An embarrassment to what we believe
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| What we believe
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| What we believe
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| What we believe |