You wake up with your green hair
You wouldn't wear a tie
Your Doc Marteens, your tattoos
Your girlfriend wants to cry
Listening to Rancid, NRA and AFI
And just know you realize you wanna be so punk
You wanna be so punk
You wanna be so punk
You wanna be so punk
You wanna be...
You bought a leather jacket
With your mommy's credit card
Now that she likes the Offspring
It isn't every hard
3 months ago she would have said
You looked like a retard
But know at every shopping mall
There's anarchy for sale
You wanna be so punk
You wanna be so punk
You wanna be so punk
You wanna be...