born into the middle class
yeah, all you had to do was ask
& mom & dad would give you what you needed
& though i didn´t know you then
i know you´ll probably defend
& take the stand in the life that you´d been cheated
so you adopt a punk rock life
a leather jacket, hair with spikes
& join a band
´cause you must have a say
& though you helped out with it that time
there´s those of us, who keep on
trying to make a living & not sound like
green day
trade rags say you´re making it, now you´re old
you don´t give a shit.
subconsciously fullfilled prophecy you´ve
become your own nemesis
mr. brett, we won´t pay that fee to keep you
livin´ in luxury
some say genius, some say mistake
but you´ve become what you used to hate
so now we´re in the 90´s & punk´s not
what it used to be
it´s gone downhill since 1982
& though i liked most of your bands
& listen to them all i can
it´s fucked up that you think it´s ´cause of you
you think that you´re still part of the scene
nail painted black, hair dyed dark green
for you this mid life crisis has come on strong
now punk rock´s been accepted
& they´ve realized it´s not just a fad
please, stay behind that desk where you belong
punk rock life´s been good to you
now corporate punk´s the thing to do
obnoxiously, you raised your fee,
you´ll see to it we´ll all get screwed.