You wake up with your green hair You wouldn´t wear a tie Your Doc Marteens, your tattoos Your girlfriend wants to cry Listening to Rancid, NRA and AFI And just know you realize you wanna be so punk You wanna be so punk You wanna be so punk You wanna be so punk You wanna be... You bought a leather jacket With your mommy´s credit card Now that she likes the Offspring It isn´t every hard 3 months ago she would have said You looked like a retard But know at every shopping mall There´s anarchy for sale You wanna be so punk You wanna be so punk You wanna be so punk You wanna be...
