Punks Not Dead

I made my own evolution Now I'm living without illusions Now, I'm not so straight as I was Too many people were involved But then I found out that they were sold They were sold by themselves But who really wants to stuff? A white Kleenex up mу mouth Or rush to the toilet and slash their wrists But who really cares? No one gets pissed Your brain's a mess and that is fine It corresponds to mine, fine You cannot pass your 29 Too mad? Your rage? We'll cool you down Lay in your grave, don't misbehave Lay, this is your grave But who says, "We've been glued by the liquor?" By the ones that were smarter and quicker But who knows if Beatles raped Наив? And who knows if they're too naive to believe that? Punks not dead Punks not dead Punks not dead You only wanna screw and kill Anything to make you ill, kill So that the vomit washes off my tears Too many wounds that never bled Too many magnums at my head, now Now I decided to stop it all But what the piece of paper mean That all those suckers signed for him? They are the dirty and I am the clean They ate my garbage, now I eat their cream! Punks not dead Punks not dead (Punk is dead) No, he's not Punks not dead Punks not dead Punks not dead Punks not dead Punks not dead