David
Our scene is gone, gone to shit
What in the fuck should we do about it?
Punks aren't going to shows
Cuz the pigs guard the doors
Telling us what to wear
Telling us how to cut our hair
But not us, our scene is sacred
We make the most, we cannot fake it
We must come together, regroup, we can do it
Our scene is forever, cuz we're infected
We need your support, one less we can't afford
Don't promise what you can't keep
You're going to get way in deep
Bound together and joined with us
Come with us, come join us
Bill
For every kid with opened eyes
There's acceptance here, there's a way to fight
I see the best and brightest of tommorow's world
Laughed at by the pigs, but here they'll know they're pearls
Ya wanna know how I define "punk rock"?
It's anyone who gives a fuck
David
We need your help for our cause,
To help us survive, we have a crisis, it must be stopped
We can't win without you, so join us in our fight
Come with us, come join us.
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