Snare.

You do a line and I’ll do one off your ass
You smoke dick and Fuck to the clash
Smoke cigs with my butt
Big ups to C. Owens in radash
Roll around bed stuy
Practicing my death stare
Hear my leather boots smack the ground
Coffee stains but I don’t care
Up up up and down
Turn turn turnaround
Round round roundbout
They call me the king of clout
Gimme back my Liars patch
I sport it on my leather jacket
Smash bros in sinkholes
Power chords, they call it magic
Punk spells trouble bum
Spit off shots of double rum
Bubbles runnin down my neck
Flow for hours like stubborn cum
Rest in peace D Boon
Play the beats with silver spoons
Ring worm, drink slurm, eat shit,
YO girl Watch me swoon.
Beat it up beat it up
And Tat her fuckin name on my neck
Re write the record books
Billy Corgan Bitch, sign the checks
Kiss the pinky toe
and I’ll tell you what you’d like to know
Make my plans and let her know
Hit me up.

Some Punks Like your last record
Some Punks only like your first two,
Some Punks don’t know what punk is,
Some Punks like the Smiths.


Stamp my hand big man
I said, I’m old enough to drink
Crush cans on tramp stamps
Spittin blood up in the sink
Soccer babes and little crime stoppers
Got the raging clue
Locker room beat box,
Rapper stalk your homeboy’s crew
Moist dew is whoarfrost
Joogie Fruits ain’t store bought
Ancient wisdom Norse thought
On the rocks like bored cops

Some punks read the newspaper funnies
Some punks read your band t-shirts

Choking on the ashes of heredity and smoke a pack a day

Some punks wear red leather
Some punks sip skinny latte’s
Some punks stick their nose up
Some punks keep their eye’s down
Some punks love punk and reggae
Some punks don’t listen to music
Some punks hit the hay early
Some punks hit it daily
Some punks watch horror movies
Some punks watch Seventh Heaven
Some punks will rob you
Some punks bill you for their time
Some punks used to cover “Closing Time” in Middle School
Some punks buy records
Actually most punks buy records
Some punks squat in basements
Some punks live in their parents pool house
Some punks are annoying as fuck
Some punks don’t claim to be punks
Some punks are anarchists
Some punks shop at Hot Topic
Some punks hate Reagan
Some punks like the Ramones

(some of these may or may not be in the song, but you get the point)