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Dad - what was punkrock...? |
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Punk was rotten, punk was vicious, |
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always being unambitious. |
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Punk was a piss-up, punk was a punch-up, |
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picking your nose and chucking your lunch up. |
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Punk was obnoxious, punk was obscene, |
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having a pop at our dear Queen. |
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Punk was a twisted tasteless trip, |
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punk was a pin through her majesty's lip. |
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We never took shit from noone, we just didn't give a fuck. |
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If you didn't like our music, that was just your bloody hard luck. |
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Punk was a riot, every night a rumble, |
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a nice bit o'blow and a nice bit o'grumble. |
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Punk was a sleazy, punk was a slum, |
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polaroid pics in bed with your mum. |
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Punk was unhealthy, quite unclean, |
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it was a mockery, malignant mean. |
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Punk was criminal, punk was a con, |
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and so was our favourite fugitive Ron. |
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We never took shit from noone, we just didn't give a fuck. |
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If you didn't like our music, that was just your bloody hard luck. |
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Now open your eyes and listen my son, there's no reason to be sad. |
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Just hang around and stay with us, it'll all be coming back. |
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We never took shit from noone, we just didn't give a fuck. |
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If you didn't like our music, that was just your bloody hard luck. |