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Making Punk A Threat Again, Again Lyrics
Every Friday night in every town
The walls come crashing down
And The Man falls to his knees
And when the breakdowns hit
The kids will go apeshit
And tear down society
The singer's on the stage
With the spotlight on his rage
As we wave our timecards in the air
For one man's rebel rock is another's punching clock
The world is just pretending to be scared
Yesterday's taboos were cashing checks for you-know-who
And there's GG Allin t-shirts in the mall
But we're so cared of losing face
In this faster, louder race
Sometimes it's easier to just play ball
So up there in garage-land
A hundred million garage-bands
Spend a hundred million hours in the lab
Something old, something new, but just the same old "fuck you"
We played it louder but they laughed at us
We played it faster but they were only acting scared
We raised our voices to the heavens in disgust
We put ourselves through hell to find them laughing there
So what we do now?
The walls come crashing down
And The Man falls to his knees
And when the breakdowns hit
The kids will go apeshit
And tear down society
With the spotlight on his rage
As we wave our timecards in the air
For one man's rebel rock is another's punching clock
The world is just pretending to be scared
And there's GG Allin t-shirts in the mall
But we're so cared of losing face
In this faster, louder race
Sometimes it's easier to just play ball
A hundred million garage-bands
Spend a hundred million hours in the lab
Something old, something new, but just the same old "fuck you"
We played it faster but they were only acting scared
We raised our voices to the heavens in disgust
We put ourselves through hell to find them laughing there
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