| I’m sick and tired of punk metal crap
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| Can’t you see that’s not where I’m at
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| I’ve just gone through a timewarp, I say
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| I’m going back to my roots today
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| I’m never losing, but you know I’m always boozing
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| Thinking about the fun of the good old days
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| Standing on the corner, where nothing would
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| Bore us, listening to the pistols on a summer day
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| Going back to our roots, and starting again
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| We’re not gonna be a part of no crossover trend
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| We’re going back to our roots, and starting again
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| Now we’re back to our roots again
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| I’m not going to be no dogs trend
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| I keep on being myself today
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| And no ones going to lead me astray
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| I’ll keep singing, when the band
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| Keeps on jamming to the roots of the good old days
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| Rockin on the corner, when punk never
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| Bored us, living a destructive life from day to day |