Weekend Punks Lyrics

Punk rock aint about Sundays,
Punk rocks about sleeping late on Mondays,
When life really aint fair,
No check to cash might as well spike my hair,
And punk rock aint nothing fancy,
What’s a matter kid didn’t you watch Sid n Nancy.

Punk Rock aint about Hairspray
Shut Your Mouth boy, Get out of my way,
I cant believe the shit I see
A generation of Wanna Bee’s

That kid thinks he’s Johnny Rotten He’s got the patch but never heard Aus-Rotten
Thinks he’s a Skin got braces and he’s mean
Pushed to the limit turns he back and leaves the scene
So what the hell do you want from me (x3)
If your gonna draw lines then you’ll never be free.

A generation of wanna-bee’s, A generation of wanna-bee’s, A generation
of wanna-bee’s, wanna-bee, wanna-bee.

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