Album: War On Errorism (2003)





lost in a sea of combat boots, flush the bouncers with wasted youth

when did punk rock become so safe, when did the scene become a joke

the kids who used to live for beer and speed now want their fries and coke

cursing and flipping birds are not allowed, in fact let's keep noise levels down



must separate the church and skate



when dont we put pad on the kids,helmets,head gear and mouth pieces

they we could pad the floor and walls,put cameras inside bathroom stalls

we make sure only nice bands play,and we could sing my country 'tis of thee sweet land of liberty



when did punk rock become so safe

i know it wasnt Duane or Fletcher, who put up the barricades

like a skate in the heart, somehow we got driven apart



i want conflict i want dissent, i want the scene to represent

our hatred of authority, our fight against complacency

stop singing songs about girls and love, you killed the owl you freed the dove

confrontation and politics replaced with harmonies and shticks

when did punk rock become so tame, these fucking bands all sound the same

we want our fights we want our thugs, we want our burns we want our drungs

where is the violent apathy, these fucking records are rated G