I Hate Punks

By Geza X

On You Goddam Kids!

Released on 1981

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(Hey, get outta here, ya asshole!)

There's no use standing in line anymore

You’re not gonna get what you came here for

If you weren't so paranoid you'd reconsider

You’re boring and destructive

And you're making me bitter

I hate punks

You're not OK

I hate punks

Why won't you go away?

What exactly do you use for brains?

Bandanas, leather, swastikas and chains

You're such a fuckin' copycat, last time it was glitter

You follow me around but I am not your babysitter

I hate punks

I'm not in the mood

I hate punks

I hate your attitude

Cause it's a catch-phrase

I hear it every day

Catch-phrase

The things that you say

Catch-move

To fashion, you bow

Catch-move

You moo like a cow

You shoot a little dope

And then pretend that you’re addicted

You’re writin' on the walls

So you can get your friends evicted

You’re sexually retarded but you act so tough

You're a klepto and a moron I've had just about enough

I hate punks

You're so trendy

Shoot some junk

I hope you OD

Cause it’s a catch-phrase

I hear it every day

Catch-phrase

The things that you say

Catch-move

To fashion, you bow

Catch-move

You moo like a cow

(Oink, oink)

You know, people never do things once

They always do it too

You'd think that once you thought something

You'd think of something new

Anxious little memory bank, encoder, decoder

Trapped in tradition like a piston in a motor

I hate punks

Punks are bad

I hate punks

You're makin' me so mad

I hate punks

I'm not in the mood

I hate punks

I hate your attitude

In other words, I hate youuuuu!