When I look into the eyes of the tough punk guys

With their stupid bondage belts

And the girls accessorize

With lots of little spikes and neat hair dyes

It's a whole subculture easy to commercialize

The Revolution wont come

Cause everybody's dumb

Drunk, fucked up on drugs-look at what it's come
to:,

Tiny microcosm of a big stupid world

Short sighted, opinionated, gullible boys and
girls!

This music's only rock-n-roll

Wont change the world or save your soul

Uniform Identity?

This trademark rebellion's not for me

Will there ever be a time when time doesn't
matter

When a lack of money means your dreams aren't
shattered

When chemicals don't take the edge off of life

And confidence keeps you whole inside

Can we ever look forward to not being bored

To not being scared to open closed doors

To love without holding anything back

To trust and share and stay intact?

Give me love don't give me hate

I'll stay aware and not sedate

Addicted to my sleepyhead

When it's time to wake up

I'll stay in bed

You can sell your soul for rock and roll

Turn off your brain

wait to grow old

Get a good job

How much plastic can you buy?

I dunno but here we go

Freedom is the easiest thing to lose

How many options can you choose?

From the choices they've already made for you?

Addicted to a sleepyhead

Some of us will sleep until we're dead

Trade in one uniform to wear another

That smothers you but never keeps you covered

Freedom is the easiest thing to lose

How many options can you choose?

From the choices they've already made for you?