Punk Is Dead

Yes, that's right, punk is dead

It's just another cheap product for the consumers head

Bubblegum rock on plastic transistors

Schoolboy sedition backed by big time promoters

CBS promote the Clash

It ain't for revolution, it's just for cash

Punk became a fashion like hippy used to be

Ain't got a thing to do with you or me

Movements are system, systems kill

Movements are expressions of the public will

Punk became a movement 'cause we all felt lost

Leaders sold out and now we all pay the cost

Punk narcissism was a social napalm

Steve Jones started doing real harm

Preaching revolution, anarchy and change

He sucked from the system that gave his name

Well, I'm tired of staring through shit stained glass

Tired of staring up a superstars arse

I've got an arse and crap and a name

I'm just waiting for 15 minutes fame

Steve Jones you're napalm

If you're so pretty vacant, why do you swarm?

Patti Smith you're napalm

You write with your hand but it's Rimbaud's arm

And me, yes I, do I want to burn

Is there something I can learn?

Do I need a business man to promote my angle

Can I resist the carrots that fame and fortune dangle

See the velvet zippies in their bondage gear

Social elite with safety-pins in their ear

I watch and understand that it don't mean a thing

The scorpions might attack, but the systems stole the sting

Punk is dead, punk is dead, punk is dead

Punk is dead, punk is dead, punk is dead

Punk is dead, punk is dead, punk is dead