It ain't punk rock, till the punk rocker says it's punk rock,
It ain't punk rock, till the punk rocker says it's punk rock,
Don't waste your time, examining the mind of a stripper,
You're gonna get cripped in the grip of the cripper,
It ain't punk rock, till the punk rocker says it's punk rock,
Rock!
Rock!
Rock!
Rock!
Number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight!
Number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight!
Why are all the white people filled with hate? (filled with hate)
Why do archeologists excavate? (excavate)
Number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight!
Number eighty-eight,
Number eighty-eight,
Number eighty-eight,
Number eighty-eight
I know, it’s getting late,
We should wrap this debate,
So let’s dive under the covers, where the good times await,
Every life needs a fate,
Every lad needs a mate,
Every seller needs a buyer,
Every oven needs a fire,
And if you're on fire, you're gonna need some water,
And if you're under water, you're gonna need some air,
And if you're in the air, you're gonna need a place to land,
And if you're on land… you can come and see my piece-of-shit band!
It ain't punk rock, till the punk rocker says it's punk rock,
(Number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight)
It ain't punk rock, till the punk rocker says it's punk rock,
(Number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight)
Is this really happening?
Yes it is! (Yes it is!)
Are we always doing this?
Yes it is! (Yes it is!)
I'm gonna be your sweet billionaire, lover
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