You're not punk
and I'm telling everyone
Save your breath
I never was one

You don't know
what I'm all about
like killing cops
and reading Kerouac

My enemies are
all too familiar
they're the ones
who used to call me friend

I'm coloring outside
your guidelines
I was passing out
while you were passing out your rules

1 2 3 4
who's punk what's the score?
I've got a friend
her name is Boxcar

Cigarettes and beer
in El Sob
Her hair was blue
but now its green

I like her mind
she hates the scene
You're all alone