Lyrics:

Punk's not deadIt just deserves to dieWhen it becomes another stale cartoonA close-minded, self-centered social clubIdeas don't matterIt's who you knowIf the music's gotten boringIt's because of the people who want everyone to sound the sameWho drive the bright people out of our so-called sceneTill all that's left is a meaningless fadHardcore formulas are dogshitChange and caring are what's realIs this a state of mindOr just another labelThe joy and hope of an alternativeHave become its own clicheA hairstyle's not a lifestyleImagine Sid Vicious at 35Who needs a sceneScared to love and to feelJudging everythngBy loud fast rules appealWho played last night?