Lyrics:

Dad, what was punk rock...?

Punk was rotten, punk was vicious (Always being unambitious)
Punk was a piss-up, punk was a punch-up (Picking your nose and chucking your lunch up)
Punk was obnoxious, punk was obscene (Having a pop at our dear Queen)
Punk was a twisted tasteless trip (Punk was a pin through her majesty's lip)

We never took shit from no one
We just didn't give a fuck!
If you didn't like our music
That was just your bloody hard luck

Punk was a riot, every night a rumble (A nice bit o'blow and a nice bit o'grumble)
Punk was a sleazy, punk was a slum (Polaroid pics in bed with your mum)
Punk was unhealthy, quite unclean (It was a mockery, malignant mean)
Punk was criminal, punk was a con (And so was our favourite fugitive Ron)

We never took shit from no one
We just didn't give a fuck!
If you didn't like our music
That was just your bloody hard luck

Now open your eyes and listen my son
There's no reason to be sad
Just hang around and stay with us
It'll all be coming back

We never took shit from no one
We just didn't give a fuck!
If you didn't like our music
That was just your bloody hard luck

Now open your eyes and listen my son
There's no reason to be sad
Just hang around and stay with us
It'll all
It'll all
It'll all be coming back

We never took shit from no one
We just didn't give a fuck!
If you didn't like our music
That was just your bloody hard luck
I said if you didn't like our music
That was just your bloody hard luck