Lyrics:

(Intro):

Hey kids!

Hey dad!

What do you want to do today?

We don't know.

Do you want to go to the matinee?

No.

Do you want to go to the amusement park?

No.

Do you want to go to the punk rock show?

YEAH! Let's go to the punk rock show!!



Fat Mike:

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 birds are not allowed,

In fact let's keep noise levels down.



Must seperate the Church and Skate.



Why don't we put pads on the kids,

helmets, head gear and mouth pieces.

Then we could pad the floors and walls,

Put cameras inside bathroom stalls.

We make sure only nice bands play,

Make every show a matinee.

Teach kids to be all they can be,

And we could sing my country tis of thee.

Wweet land of liberty, BLEH!



When did punk rock become so safe

I know it wasn't Duane or Fletcher,

Who put up the barricades

Like a stake in the heart

Somehow we got driven apart



I want conflict I want dissent,

I want the scene to represent.

Our hatred or authority,

Our fight against complacency

Stop singing songs bout girls and love,

You killed the owl you freed the dove.

Confontation 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 drugs.

Where is the violent apathy,

These fuckin' records are rated G.



When did punk rock become so safe?