Album: War On Errorism (2003)
lost in a sea of combat boots, flush the bouncers with wasted youth
when did punk rock become so safe, when did the scene become a joke
the kids who used to live for beer and speed now want their fries and coke
cursing and flipping birds are not allowed, in fact let's keep noise levels down
must separate the church and skate
when dont we put pad on the kids,helmets,head gear and mouth pieces
they we could pad the floor and walls,put cameras inside bathroom stalls
we make sure only nice bands play,and we could sing my country 'tis of thee sweet land of liberty
when did punk rock become so safe
i know it wasnt Duane or Fletcher, who put up the barricades
like a skate in the heart, somehow we got driven apart
i want conflict i want dissent, i want the scene to represent
our hatred of authority, our fight against complacency
stop singing songs about girls and love, you killed the owl you freed the dove
confrontation and politics replaced with harmonies and shticks
when did punk rock become so tame, these fucking bands all sound the same
we want our fights we want our thugs, we want our burns we want our drungs
where is the violent apathy, these fucking records are rated G
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