Punk is musical freedom. It's saying, doing and playing what you want. In Webster's terms, 'nirvana' means freedom from pain, suffering and the external world, and that's pretty close to my definition of Punk Rock.
quote by Kurt Cobain
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I can play punk rock, and I love playing punk rock, but I was into every other style of music before I played punk rock.
quote by Travis Barker
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Sheena Is A Punk Rocker
Well the kids are all hopped up and ready to go
Theyre ready to go now
They got their surfboards
And theyre going to the discotheque au go go
But she just couldnt stay
She had to break away
Well new york city really has it all
Oh yeah, oh yeah.
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker now.
Shes a punk punk, a punk rocker
Punk punk, a punk rocker
Punk punk, a punk rocker.
song performed by by Ramones
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Even though we're not the most punk rock band, the way we've done things is pretty punk rock. Just kinda say it with a big middle finger to the record labels and do it ourselves.
quote by Brandon Thomas
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It's all magic to me. Country to punk rock, all of it. Chopin to Kurt Cobain. But it always all comes back to punk for me, because that was the last time, punk rock or grunge rock, was the last time that passion ruled the airwaves.
quote by James Marsters
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Punk Rock 101
She works at hot topic
His heart microscopic
She thinks that it's love
But to him it's sex
He listens to emo
But Fat Mike's his hero
His bank account's zero
What comes next
Same song, different chorus
It's stupid, contagious
To be broke and famous
Can someone please save us from Punk Rock 101
My Dickies, your sweatbands
My spiked hair, your new Vans
Let's throw up our rock hands for Punk Rock 101
She bought him a skateboard, a rail slide, his knee tore
He traded it for drums at the local pawn shop
She left him for staring
At girls and not caring
When she cried cause she thought Bon Jovi broke up
Same song second chorus
It's stupid, contagious
To be broke and famous
Can someone please save us from Punk Rock 101
My Dickies, your sweatbands
My spiked hair, your new Vans
Let's throw up our rock hands for Punk Rock 101
Don't forget to delay
On the very last word
Seven years later
He works as a waiter
She married a trucker and he's never there
The story never changes
Just the names and faces
Like Tommy and Gina
They're livin' on a prayer
Did you just say that
I said
It's stupid, contagious
To be broke and famous
Can someone please save us from Punk Rock 101
My Dickies, your sweatbands
My spiked hair, your new Vans
Let's throw up our rock hands for Punk Rock 101
It's stupid, contagious
To be broke and famous
Can someone please save us from Punk Rock 101
My Dickies, your sweatbands
My spiked hair, your new Vans
Let's throw up our rock hands for Punk Rock 101
It's stupid, contagious
(Same song, different chorus)
To be broke and famous
(Same song, different chorus)
Can someone please save us from Punk Rock 101
My Dickies, your rock hands
(Same song, different chorus)
My spiked hair, your new Vans
(Same song, different chorus)
Let's shoplift some sweatbands for Punk Rock 101
song performed by by Bowling For Soup
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Punk Rock Princess
Maybe when the room is empty
Maybe when the bottles full
Maybe when the door gets broke down
Love can break in
Maybe when I'm done with thinking
Maybe you can think me whole
Maybe when I'm done with endings
This can begin...
If you could be my punk rock princess
I could be your garage band king
You could tell me why you just don't fit in
And how you're gonna be something
Maybe when you hair gets darker
Maybe when your eyes get wide
Maybe when the walls are smaller
There will be more space
Maybe when I'm not so tired
Maybe you could step inside
Maybe when I look for things that I can't replace...
If you could be my punk rock princess
I could be your garage band king
You could tell me why you just don't fit in
And how you're gonna be something
If I could be your first real heartache
I woudl do it over again
If you could be my punk rock princess
I would be your heroine
I never thought you'd last
I never dreamed you would
You watch your life go past
You wonder if you should
If you could be my punk rock princess
I could be your garage band king
You could tell me why you just don't fit in
And how you're gonna be something
song performed by by Something Corporate from Leaving Through The Window
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Country music is completely punk-rock. It's the original punk-rock.
I listened a little to punk when I was younger, but it was straight edge punk. It was nothing like what is going on now, like poppy punk.
quote by Travis Barker
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Snuff The Punk
Snuff the punk
Snuff the punk, Im getting tired of you chump
Bass in your face youll get a taste of p.o.d. funk
When I say punk or chump I dont mean you
Talkin about the devil and his crew
Listen
You came to rob and steal from the helpless
Warriors in christ we stand up for the defensless
So if you can get with this then step to this
And if you say yes sing the p.o.d. checklist
This is a spiritual war, we take no prisoners
Live a life of sin, you dont know what your getting into
You picked a winner, love the sinner, hate the sin dude
We got a plan to understand, heres what we gonna do
Snuff da punk, snuff the punk, snuff em, snuff em
Snuff the punk, snuff the punk
2x
P.o.d. hit one more time for those that dont be knowin
Merrily, merrily, merrily down the stream is how Im flowin
Keep goin, dont stop all props to p.o.d.
P.o.d. the gospel, the gospel that rocks
Rock you, we did it, I think its time to quit it
And when my king is greaking, yo, you better take a seat kid
The shield of god, aint nothin gonna hurt me
And too rough, were gonna get down and dirty
I told you once before homie, this is the real deal
No time to win your soul, its too late, we gotta steal it
Blinded by ignorance use some common sense
Though so tough God challenged my bluff g
I thank the lord the day he snuffed a punk like me
Snuff the punk, p.o.d. snuff the punk
4x
song performed by by P.O.D.
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Punk It Up
Infectious Grooves is on the house
Diba daba doba daba hey hey hey
Straight from another world another time another thought
We've come to save that beat to free the groove and watch you rot
Sweet feeling-can't stop it no! no! no!
We're gonna punk it up and funk it up!
Damn right we got the ways we got the means we got the feel
We've come to bust the grooves that everyone will want to steal
Sweet music-can't stop it no! no! no!
We're gonna punk it up and funkt it up!
And then the day will come when all the world will come to see
The knighting of the sound that's spreading infectiously
Sweet revenge-can't stop it no! no! no!
We're gonna punk it up and funk it up!
Well I'll punk you up and then I'll funk you up
Go cyco go cyco go cyco
Kick you with the beat kick you with the groove
Kick you in the butt now you're booty's on the move
Hit you with our feel hit you with our sound
Hit you with our zak how your booty shake around
Go cyco go cyco go cyco
Well I'll punk you up and I'll funk you up!
Punk it up funk it up we punk it up and funk it up
Jam it up and slam it up
Punk it up diba doba daba hey hey hey
Infectious Grooves blitzkrieged the house
song performed by by Infectious Grooves
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Doll-Dagga Buzz-Buzz Ziggety-Zag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
All the goose step girlies with their cursive faces and
We know it's all braile beneath their skirt
I'm bulletproof biz-op and swing heil and
I don't really care what gentlemen prefer
Say all you pindown girls and bonafied ballers
So manically depressed and manically dressed
We got a venus not in furs but in uniforms
If you're not dancing, then you're dead
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
All the thug rock kids are playing
All the punk god angels saying
The toys are us and we don't even know
All the thug rock kids are playing
All the punk god angels saying
The toys are us and we don't even know
GO! GO! GO! Doppelgangers!
You're one of us! You're one of us!
GO! GO! GO!
Throw your shapes, doppelgangers
You're one of us!
Trumpet mouth junky saints go silver tongue
Marching down the stairway to substance
Cocaingels and asses give me opiute masses
Fill up your church porn preachers and we'll fill up our glasses
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
All the thug rock kids are playing
All the punk god angels saying
The toys are us and we don't even know
All the thug rock kids are playing
All the punk god angels saying
The toys are us and we don't even know
GO! GO! GO! Doppelgangers!
You're one of us! You're one of us!
GO! GO! GO!
Throw your shapes, doppelgangers
You're one of us!
You're one of us!
You're one of us!
GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO!
And all the thug rock kids GO!
And all the punk got angels GO!
You're one of us now
You're one of us, so GO! GO! GO!
All the thug rock kids GO!
All the punk god angels GO!
You're one of us now
You're one of us, so GO! GO! GO!
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
You're one of us!
song performed by by Marilyn Manson
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When punk rock came along, the one thing you were not supposed to be was musical.
Freedom
We the people of the United States
In order to form a more perfect union
Stop pretending that you've never been bad
You're never wrong and you've never been dirty
You're such a saint, that ain't the way we see you
You want to rule us with an iron hand
You change the lyrics and become Big Brother
This ain't Russia, you ain't my Dad or Mother
(They never knew anyway)
'Cuz I never walk away from what I know is right
But I'm gonna turn my back on you
Freedom, we're gonna ring the bell
Freedom to rock, freedom to talk
Freedom, raise your fist and yell
Freedom to rock, freedom to talk
Freedom-ring
You're playing God from your ivory tower
Back off preacher, I don't care if it's Sunday
I ain't no angel, but I never felt better
We're a make-up metal degeneration
We're not as stupid as you want to make us
You better leave us man
'Cuz you sure can't take us
Nobody better tell you how to live your life
You gotta do it on your own
Freedom, we're gonna ring the bell
Freedom to rock, freedom to talk
Freedom, raise your fist and yell
Freedom to rock, freedom to talk
Freedom-ring
Cuz I never walk away from what I know is right
But I'm gonna turn my back on you
Freedom, we're gonna ring the bell
Freedom to rock, freedom to talk
Freedom, raise your fist and yell
Freedom
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Universal Freedom Is......
Freedom from hunger and freedom from pain
freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.
Freedom to give and freedom to share
freedom from want and that of despair.
Freedom to think and freedom to know
freedom to achieve and freedom to grow.
Freedom from bondage and freedom of liberation
freedom from ignorance and any unknown situation.
Freedom to come and freedom to leave
freedom to stay and freedom to conceive.
Freedom from struggle and freedom of ease
freedom to enjoy and the capacity to please.
Freedom from failure and freedom of success
freedom from denial and freedom of access.
Freedom from illusion and freedom of reality
freedom to become what we are in actuality.
Freedom to live and freedom to die
freedom to laugh and freedom to cry.
Freedom to speak and freedom to listen
freedom to act based on a wise decision.
Freedom from hate and freedom of love
freedom of below and freedom of above.
Freedom of the past and freedom of the present
freedom of the future and what it can represent.
Freedom from war and freedom of peace
freedom to begin and freedom to cease.
Freedom from sickness and freedom of health
freedom from poverty and mishandled wealth.
Freedom from wrong and freedom being right
freedom of the day and freedom of the night.
Freedom to choose and freedom to reject
freedom to imagine what there is to expect.
Freedom from lust and freedom from greed
freedom from anger and freedom from breed.
Freedom from jealousy and freedom from pride
freedom from within and freedom from outside.
Freedom of always not having anything to hide.
Freedom from space and also freedom from time
freedom from attachment and freedom from crime
Freedom to work and freedom to play
freedom to believe and freedom to pray.
Freedom to experience a rebirth someday.
Freedom from the body and freedom from the mind
freedom from the ego and freedom from being blind.
Freedom of transcendence being of the spiritual kind.
Universal freedom is eternal and infinite bliss
we should all therefore be able to realise this.
poem by George Krokos
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My Definition Of Freedom
what a simple word.
sweet to the lips yet costs to attain. Who amongst u is really free
Do u even know what it is to be free?
What is ur definition of freedom?
Is it being loose and giving ur body to anyone withiout consensus?
Then how do u percieve feeedom?
Is it despising morals, ethics, respect and correction?
Is that ur meaning of Freedom?
Let me break it down for u.
Freedom, my Freedom, our freedom. Freedom is knowing the extents to wich God went to save ur life but still have respect for humanity.
Freedom is knowing that u don live under law but grace and still cling to this grace.
Freedom is to know that ur records of wrongs have been erased but u still strive for perfecion.
Freedom, My Freedom, Our Freedom.
My freedom is not a vote.
My freedom is not a govt designed system and terminology but My Freedom is the son of God. My Freedom is he who overcame death.
My Freedom is he who was before the beggining began. Freedom My Freedom Our Freedom is Jesus.
poem by Mbaimbai Phathutshedzo
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A Freedom
we used to be slaved (true)
we used to to work in the heat (true)
we were treated unfairly by our master (true)
A freedom
it's a freedom of liberty
a freedom to stay strong and fight
A freedom
no more pain
no more suffering
no more heat
no more scars on our body
A freedom
It's a freedom for a lifetime
A freedom
poem by Guenael Oristel
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Treasure Island
(A) Freedom of speech
freedom of worship
freedom of wants
freedom of fear
(B) Four Freedoms
by
Franklin D. Roosevelt
the 32nd President of the United States (1933-1945)
(1) Freedom of speech
(2) freedom of worship
(3) freedom from wants
(4) freedom from fear
What is your definition of freedom in the 21st century?
Proxy Up Your Posse
Proxy up your posse,
I could care less what you say.
You've got a lot of moxie,
To stand in my way.
You've come to dump your junk,
To excite me to get grumpy.
But those you have corrupted...
Will soon end your luck.
Proxy up your posse,
And others you may choose.
But when your proxy posse finds out...
You'll be the fool.
Too much have I been interrupted,
By your corrupted stuff.
And it's that stuff you always make up...
I've had it!
And enough.
Go get your proxy,
To interrupt me...
With your corrupted stuff made up.
And with this posse that you get..
They'll tire of your stuff.
Proxy up your posse,
With corrupted foolish stuff...
And,
With your moxie fluffed up puffed...
You'll be the one punk'd dumped.
Proxy up!
You'll be the one punk'd dumped.
Posse up!
You'll be the one punk'd dumped.
Moxie up!
You'll be the one punk'd dumped.
Go ahead and Interrupt me,
But...
You'll be the one punk'd up.
Don't bother me,
With your punk'd up stuff.
To get me started.
You'll get dumped!
Don't bother me,
With your punk'd up stuff.
Or hide behind lies.
Don't bother me,
With your punk'd up stuff.
To get me started.
You'll get dumped!
Don't bother me,
With your punk'd up stuff.
Or hide behind lies.
Take your corrupted stufff,
Leave...
And,
Don't again...
Bother.
Take your corrupted stuff,
Leave...
And,
Don't again...
Bother.
Proxy up your posse,
You've come fronting just to do me,
To leave!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Did You Say That Your Only Freedom From Pain Is Death?
sad indeed,
there are other freedoms
still
freedom from having no ideas, from this dryness,
freedom from having you
as a poet on forced wit and half-cooked cleverness
freedom from a reader
who has nothing to offer
except his own loneliness
his having nothing to do
freedom from beng bored
to death
freedom from having nothing
to say and comment
freedom from this feeling of emptiness
this bigotry
this indigestion of dumb thoughts
freedom
from impertinence, immateriality, irrelevance,
freedom from thinking about freedom
freedom from freedom itself
there are more
freedom from pain
is useless now
that you are dead.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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And What About Freedom?
sad indeed,
there are other freedoms still
freedom from having no ideas, from this dryness,
freedom from having you
as a poet on forced wit and half-cooked cleverness
freedom from a reader
who has nothing to offer
except his own loneliness
his having nothing to do
freedom from long bored
to death
freedom from having nothing
to say and comment
freedom from this feeling of emptiness
this bigotry
this indigestion of dumb thoughts
freedom from impertinence, immateriality, irrelevance,
freedom from thinking about freedom
freedom from freedom itself
there are more
freedom from pain
is useless now
that you are dead.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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