You're not punk, and I'm telling everyone. Save
your breath I never was one. You don't know what
I'm all about, like killing cops and reading
Kerouac. My enemies are all too familiar,
they're the ones who used to call me friend. I'm
coloring outside your guidelines. I was passing
out while you were passing out your rules. 1 2 3
4 who's punk what's the score? I've got a friend,
her name is Boxcar. Cigarettes and beer in El
Sob. Her hair was blue, but now its green. I
like her mind, she hates the scene. You're all
alone...
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