Punk Boy
Who's that boy with the honey face
Looks like he should be sedated
He's all smash and grab in his Adidas tags
Wound up and agitated and I bet he's not a real punk boy
I bet he's not a real punk boy
I bet he's not a real punk boy
Does your heart go boom when he walks in the room
Do rain clouds scatter and fall
Do you feel yourself sigh when he passes you by
Or do you grow a hundred feet tall
D'you go bang shang alang
song performed by by Ash from Trailer
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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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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 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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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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Crash! Boom! Bang!
My papa told me to stay out of trouble / when youve found your man, make sure hes for real!.
Ive learned that nothing really lasts forever / I sleep with the scars I wear that wont heal / they wont heal.
Cos every time I seem to fall in love / crash! boom! bang! / I find the heart but then I hit the wall / crash! boom! bang! / thats the call, thats the game and the pain stays the same.
Im walking down this empty road to nowhere / I pass by the houses and blocks I once knew.
My mama told me not to mess with sorrow / but I always did, and lord, I still do / Im still breaking the rules / I kick it up / I kick it down.
Cos every time I seem to fall in love / crash! boom! bang! / I find the heart but then I hit the wall / crash! boom! bang! / thats my real middle-name / it has always been the same / thats the
, thats the game and the pain stays the same.
I still feel the heat / slowly fallin from the sky / and the taste of the kissing / shattered by rain / comin tumblin from behind / and the wild holy war.
I kick it up / I kick it down / and every time I seem to fall in love / crash! boom! bang! / I find the roses dying on the floor / crash! boom! bang! / thats the tall, thats the game and the p
Tays the same / thats my real middle-name / it has always been the same.
Oh yea oh yea oh yea uh-huh / been the same, been the same / it has always been the same.
song performed by by Roxette
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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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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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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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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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Last Man Standing
Come see a living, breathing spectacle only seen right here
It's your last chance in this lifetime, the line forms to the rear
You won't believe your eyes
Your eyes will not believe your ears
Get your money out, get ready
Step right up, yeah you, come here
You ain't seen nothing like him, the last one of his breed
You better hold on to your money, honey
Honeys, don't forget to breathe
Enter at your own risk, mister
It might change the way you think
There's no dancers, there's no diamonds
No, this boy don't lip synch
Chorus:
Here's the last man standing
Step right up, here's the real thing
The last chance of a lifetime
Come and see, hear, feel the real thing
See those real live calloused fingers wrapped around those guitar strings
Kiss the kips where hurt has lingered
It breaks your heart to hear him sing
The songs were more than music, they were pictures from his soul
So keep your pseudo-punk, hip-hop, pop-rock junk
And your digital downloads
Chorus:
Here's the last man standing
Step right up, here's the real thing
The last chance of a lifetime
Come and see, hear, feel the real thing
Take your seats, now folks - it's showtime
Hey, Patrick, hit the lights
There's something in the air, there's magic in the night
Now here's the band, the really play
I'll count the first one in
I don't know where it's going
We all know where it's been
Chorus:
The last man standing
Step right up, here's the real thing
The last chance of a lifetime
To come and see, hear, feel
The last man standing
Step right up, here's the real thing
The last chance of a lifetime
Come and see, hear, feel the real thing, the real thing, the real thing
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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Punk is not dead. Punk will only die when corporations can exploit and mass produce it.
quote by Jello Biafra
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I was in a little punk band and we put out a few punk records that weren't very political, at all.
quote by Billy Bragg
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Punk is not just the sound, the music. Punk is a lifestyle.
quote by Billie Joe Armstrong
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Do Somethin
Do you feel this, i know you feel this
Are you ready, i don't think so
somebody get me my truck, so i can ride on the clouds
so we can turn up the bass like
somebody pass my guitar, so i can look like a star
and we can spend this cash like
what you gonna do when the crowd goes ayo
why ya'll standin on the wall
music's fallin everywhere, so why don't you just move along
I see you lookin at me, like i'm some kinda freak
get up out of your seat, why don't ya do somethin
i see you lookin at me like i got what ya need
get up out of your seat, why don't ya do A POO!!!
Now ya all in my grill, 'cause i say what i feel
Only rock to what's to real, now ya wanna bump bump
But Brookly do that wit you, only here wit my crew
We can roll if you can, don't be a punk punk
What ya gonna do when the crowd goes ayo
Why ya'll standin on the wall
music's fallin everywhere, so why don't you just move along
Chorus * 2
See you lookin over here, can't you tell i'm havin fun
If you know like i know, you would stop
Starin at us and get your own space
And do somethin'
Chorus
song performed by by Britney Spears
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I created Punk for this day and age. Do you see Britney walking around wearing ties and singing punk? Hell no. That's what I do. I'm like a Sid Vicious for a new generation.
quote by Avril Lavigne
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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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Trigger Happy
Got an ak-47, well you know it makes me feel alright
Got an uzi by my pillow, helps me sleep a little better at night
Theres no feeling any greter
Than to shoot first and ask questions later
Now Im trigger happy, trigger happy every day
Well, you cant take my guns away, I got a constitutional right
Yeah, I gotta be ready if the commies attack us tonight
Ill blow their brains out with my smith and wesson
That ought to teach them all a darn good lesson
Now Im trigger happy, trigger happy every day
(oh yeah, Im)trigger, trigger happy
Yes Im trigger, trigger happy
(oh baby, Im)trigger, trigger happy
Yes Im trigger, trigger happy
(oh Im so)trigger, trigger happy
Yes Im trigger, trigger happy
Better watch out, punk, or Im gonna have to blow you away
Oh, I accidently shot daddy last night in the den
I mistook him in the dark for a drug-crazed nazi again
Now whyd you have to get so mad?
It was just a lousy flesh wound, dad
You know, Im trigger happy, trigger happy every day
Oh, I still havent figured out the safety on my rifle yet
Little fluffy took a round, better take him to the vet
I filled that kitty cat so full of lead
Well have to use him for a pencil instead
Well, Im so trigger happy, trigger happy every day
(oh yeah, Im)trigger, trigger happy
Yes Im trigger, trigger happy
(oh baby, Im)trigger, trigger happy
Yes Im trigger, trigger happy
(oh Im so)trigger, trigger happy
Yes Im trigger, trigger happy
Better watch out, punk, or Im gonna have to blow you away
Come on and grab your ammo
What have you got to lose?
Well all get liquored up
And shoot at anything that moves
Got a brand new semi-automatic weapon with a laser sight
Oh, Im prayin somebody tries to break in here tonight
I always keep a magnum in my trunk
You better ask yourself, do you feel lucky, punk?
Because Im trigger happy, trigger happy every day
(oh yeah, Im)trigger, trigger happy
Yes Im trigger, trigger happy
(oh baby, Im)trigger, trigger happy
Yes Im trigger, trigger happy
(oh Im so)trigger, trigger happy
Yes Im trigger, trigger happy
Better watch out, punk, or Im gonna have to blow you away
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Lookism
Black hair,
Blonde hair,
Brown hair,
And blue,
Earrings,
And nose rings,
And belly rings too,
Skinny jeans,
Baggy jeans,
Purple checkered and
Colored jeans too.
Looks and more looks
Are everywhere you look.
Their on TV
And in real life.
They are in church
And on the street.
We’re always concerned with our looks cuz they are all around.
They define
Loser
And punk
To preppy and
Rich.
What you look like describes your personality.
But why?
If you where tight jeans why must you be skater?
Of if you wear your hair black,
Why must you be punk or Goth?
It is all just in our heads,
You can wear tight jeans and be Goth,
Or black hair and be prep,
Why are looks so defining?
Because we make them so.
Why do people do this?
Hell if I know.
It is all just a mirage.
None of its real.
So why are looks such a big deal?
Why do we try and make believe,
If you look like that then you must be this?
There is no point to this strange behavior.
So lets stop this lookism and just get to someone despite how they look.
poem by BlackXWhiteFeathers Raven Mendez
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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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The Red Paranoia
Who said communism is dead?
I used to believe that too
as Marxism is no longer my school subject
and I am no longer Big Death Zoo object
still I dare say they're like punk like punk
beware they're everywhere
little bloody camaradi.
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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