1985 you're seventeen and you're about to explode
Your mum and your dad never understood
You just want to burn

So you start a band
And do the best you can
This time you're really gone to kick some $$#

4 in a small van of fortune
You're gonna hit the road
And you say

$#&@ you $#&@ you $#&@ you on and on
And ten years later you're still a punk
You never meant to stop

Yes you're a tough guy
And you ask for more
More money, more beers, more girls after the gigs

Now that you're on the top you don't wanna to get down
Well I say
$#&@ you $#&@ you $#&@ you on and on

You just forgot what punk is for
It's not a fashion attitude
You sold your soul to your enemy

Pretending you won't let it be
And in 1996 if you're a punk
My mum is a punk

My dad is a punk
My brother is a punk
And everybody is a punk

$#&@ you $#&@ you $#&@ you on and on