"Being in a Punk Rock band, being into Punk Rock Being into Hardcore, doesn't mean jack shit Doesn't mean diddly squat, doesn't mean one fucking thing You have to use your involvement to shock people You have to get other people who don't know anything about Punk Rock You have to get the butcher at the butcher shop You have to get the local army recruiting officer in his business You have to let them know that you think the are shit The way that they told to other people that they think you're shit" I am a prisoner in a war of idiots The stomping feet of waltzing Stomping! Pave the way of a brave tomorrow Choke the throat of passion and sorrow Kill my drifting breeze of thought I have been captured I have been caught I am a prisoner in a war of idiots The stomping feet of waltzing hypocrites Pave the way of a brave tomorrow Choke the throat of passion and sorrow Kill my drifting breeze of thought I have been captured I have been fucking caught I am doing fine I am feeling well Deep inside my dark well cell I am a prisoner in a war of scowls Coughing youth from its bowels