1985 you´re seventeen and you´re about to explode
Your mum and your dad never understood
You just want to burn
So you start a band
And do the best you can

This time you´re really gone to kick some ass
4 in a small van of fortune
You´re gonna hit the road
And you say
Fuck you fuck you fuck you on and on
And ten years later you´re still a punk
You never meant to stop
Yes you´re a tough guy
And you ask for more
More money, more beers, more girls after the gigs
Now that you´re on the top you don´t wanna to get down
Well I say
Fuck you fuck you fuck you on and on
You just forgot what punk is for
It´s not a fashion attitude
You sold your soul to your enemy
Pretending you won´t let it be

And in 1996 if you´re a punk
My mum is a punk
My dad is a punk
My brother is a punk
And everybody is a punk
Fuck you fuck you fuck you on and on