Punks Not Dead Songtext
von Naive
Punks Not Dead Songtext
I made my own evolution
Now I′m living without illusions
Now, I'm not so straight as I was
Too many people were involved
But then I found out that they were sold
They were sold by themselves
But who really wants to stuff?
A white Kleenex up mу mouth
Or rush to the toilet and slash their wrists
But who really cares? No one gets pissed
Your brain′s a mess and that is fine
It corresponds to mine, fine
You cannot pass your 29
Too mad? Your rage? We'll cool you down
Lay in your grave, don't misbehave
Lay, this is your grave
But who says, "We′ve been glued by the liquor?"
By the ones that were smarter and quicker
But who knows if Beatles raped Наив?
And who knows if they′re too naive to believe that?
Punks not dead
Punks not dead
Punks not dead
You only wanna screw and kill
Anything to make you ill, kill
So that the vomit washes off my tears
Too many wounds that never bled
Too many magnums at my head, now
Now I decided to stop it all
But what the piece of paper mean
That all those suckers signed for him?
They are the dirty and I am the clean
They ate my garbage, now I eat their cream!
Punks not dead
Punks not dead
(Punk is dead)
No, he's not
Punks not dead
Punks not dead
Punks not dead
Punks not dead
Punks not dead
Now I′m living without illusions
Now, I'm not so straight as I was
Too many people were involved
But then I found out that they were sold
They were sold by themselves
But who really wants to stuff?
A white Kleenex up mу mouth
Or rush to the toilet and slash their wrists
But who really cares? No one gets pissed
Your brain′s a mess and that is fine
It corresponds to mine, fine
You cannot pass your 29
Too mad? Your rage? We'll cool you down
Lay in your grave, don't misbehave
Lay, this is your grave
But who says, "We′ve been glued by the liquor?"
By the ones that were smarter and quicker
But who knows if Beatles raped Наив?
And who knows if they′re too naive to believe that?
Punks not dead
Punks not dead
Punks not dead
You only wanna screw and kill
Anything to make you ill, kill
So that the vomit washes off my tears
Too many wounds that never bled
Too many magnums at my head, now
Now I decided to stop it all
But what the piece of paper mean
That all those suckers signed for him?
They are the dirty and I am the clean
They ate my garbage, now I eat their cream!
Punks not dead
Punks not dead
(Punk is dead)
No, he's not
Punks not dead
Punks not dead
Punks not dead
Punks not dead
Punks not dead
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