Upon arriving to the melting pot
I get penciled in as a goodamn white
Now that I am categorized

Officer gets me naturalized
Now that I'm living up in God knows where
Sometime it gets hard without a friend

But as I am lurking around
Hoptza! I see another immigrant punk!
There is a little punk rock mafia

Everywhere you go
She is good to me and I am good to her...


Legalize me! Realize me!

Despite the living up in USA

I'm still holding up in all my ways
I gotta friends, we gotta band
We still make sound you can't stand

Without banging on some big old pot
Without getting out of bed
But I'm relaxed, I'm just lurking around

Hoptza! I see another immigrant punk!
There is a little punk rock mafia
Everywhere you go

She is good to me and I am good to her...

Legalize me! Realize me!

Party!

Of course we immigrants wanna sing all night long

Don't you know the singing salves the troubled soul?
So I'm relaxed, I'm just lurking around
I got a method and you don't

You got a dictionary kicking around?
Look up the immigrant, immigrant, immigrant punk!