You've gotta die, gotta die
gotta die for your government?
Die for your country? That's shit!
There's a Gulf War vet, dying a slow, cold death
And the government says
"We don't know the source of his sickness."
But don't believe what they say
because your government is lying
They've done it before and don't you know they'll do it again
A secret test, government built virus
"Subject Test Group: Gulf Battle Field Troops"
First World War veterans slaughtered, by General Eisenhower
You give them your life, they give you a stab in the back
Radiation, agent orange, tested on US souls
Guinea pigs for Western corporations
I never have, I never will
Pledge allegiance to their flag
You're getting used, you'll end up dead!
I don't need you to tell me what to do
And I don't need you to tell me what to be.
I don't need you to tell me what to say
And I don't need you to tell me what to think! What to think!
What to think, what to think, what to think, think, think, think!
*Davey Destroyed the Punk Scene
He thinks because he's got spikes on his
leather, that he's the punkest, he thinks
he's better! He walks arounds with his
nose in the air, the only thing bigger
than his ego is his hair
He thinks that uniform he's wearing is a
good excuse for his snobby glaring
Davey destroyed the punk scene
He thinks that uniform he's wearing,
makes him a punk, yeah
Davey destroyed the punk scene
I don't know when punk became a uniform,
I always thought uniforms were
for the army
But I guess he's got punk rock
hair, he's paid a fortune for his gear
Davey destroyed the punk scene
He thinks that uniform he's wearing,
makes him a punk, yeah
Davey destroyed the punk scene
We've got to try to stick together Oi!
Oi! We're not supposed to fight
eachother Oi! Oi! Stand against the government
but stand up for ourselves Oi! Oi!
If this ignorance continues punk will be
lost on the book shelves
What happened to punk rock kids uniting,
now we're competing, now we're
fighting. He drives the younger kids away,
sacrificing us for his image, punk rock
kids will pay
Davey destroyed the punk scene
He thinks that uniform he's wearing,
makes him a punk, yeah
Davey destroyed the punk scene
It's already destroyed!
*A New Kind Of Army
Look Back...on history, nothing much has changed
Thousands...of soldiers of all countries, all marching the same
Every nation's leader says that our side is right
Every nation's leader says the time has come to fight
But they use the common people, to settle their scores
It's time that we refuse to fight in any of their wars!
We're looking to start a new kind of army, (that's) too smart to fight, too
smart to die
We're looking to start a new kind of army, (that's) too smart to fight, too
smart to kill...
for you!
Join Now...the ranks of all nations who refuse to go to war
Refuse...to pull the trigger of a gun for leaders 'round the world
I'd rather fight to spread some tolerance and unity
Than buy into their nationalistic brainwashing
Killing mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, common human beings
Not savages but people, like you, like me!
We're looking to start a new kind of army, (that's) too smart to fight, too
smart to die
We're looking to start a new kind of army, (that's) too smart to fight, too
smart to kill...
for you!
We're looking for a few good men
We're looking for a few good womyn
Who are not afraid to fight against tyranny
But refuse to fight...with tyranny
*You'd Do The Same
You think you're oh so different
Well, you'd do the same as me, yeah
You're just a hypocrite
When you make fun of me
You'd do the same
Well, you've done it now
You've blown your ride
Wasting your time
Is all your time
You'd do the same
Don't look down
You'd do the same
*Punk By The Book
Covered in leather, or plaid patches, or metal studs
Your hair is dyed or spiked with glue
You only talk to those who look and act the way you do
Cause you think you're so fucking cool
Punk. Punk. Punk.
Punk by the book.
You say that punk to you is what's in your mind not what you
wear, but you know you're so full of shit
You scoff at how the cops treat you, but they're no worse than
dicks like you! I just can't understand what you're thinking.
Punk. Punk. Punk.
Punk by the book.
You're punk by the book... Hey! Hey!
You're punk by the book! Book!
*Drink Drank Punk
gulp, gulp, gulp
i want to drink more beer until i puke
drink drank punk
i'm so cool i can drink so much
i can drink more than you
drink drank punk
met a girl at the bar
oh she was a 10 at 2:00
i gave her four stars
oh i took her home she spent the night
oh at 10:00 am she was a fright
some old guy bought me some alcohol
we got drunk at the mall
drink drank punk
mom's gonna get us at the mall
oh in a drunken stupor
hope i don't fall
oh i chew on a big wad of gum
oh mom won't notice
she's old and dumb
drink drank punk
*Confused Youth
She's always askin' him what he wants to do
How many times does he have to say, he's fucking confused?
He'd run away but they're nowhere else to run
Why do they try to conform us? We just wanna have fun
We gotta fight, fight, fight
Fight for our youth
Confused youth
"Why don't you go to school? You need to
grow up."
They're so inatuated like growing up is something
you shoot up
Some girls my age they want to have a baby
Some of them wanna get married... they're fucking crazy
We gotta fight, fight, fight
Fight for our youth
Confused youth
Adults like to bring us up to be and act like them
If we don't act alike discard and try again
There is no room deep in their eyes for an individual
"Conform" and "Stand in line" make sure you fit the mold
It's alright to grow old, to mature and become wise
too bad all they seem to want is to die in ignorance
"Straighten your back, straighten your face and lose your grin"
"It's time to be serious, think hard but always give in"
"You are the inferior, open your eyes and close your mouth"
"Grow up to be just like me watch and follow with no doubt"
Train children like a dog
"Try not to get in the way"
"When I talk you should obey"
"Try not to get in the way"
It's not a war
What are you fighting for?
Life's not a war
There's no need to conform
We need help but not everyday
There's no need to, no need to use force
We need help but not in every single way
We don't need utter control
"Why don't you go to school? You need to grow up"
Like growing up is something that you just shoot up
All of us we'd run away, but where would we go?
Just loosen your grip on our leash you don't have to let go
We gotta fight, fight, fight
Fight for our youth
Confused youth