When aggression and stupidity
Start working hand in hand
And other groups are ridiculed

For not being a "hardcore" band
They call it hardcore justice
But it's their way to gain control

We don't need police on the dance floor

So you messed up a jock

And he won't be back again
But it was ten on one
That's !@(^ fun


The days seem gone when people cared
And punks tried to unite

Blinded by the punch-trash
That primal urge to fight
What are you really changing

Except the structure of people's bones
You'll die just the same if they drop the bomb


Violence leads to violence
It was ten to one
That's !@(^ fun