Punk Is Dead
Yes that s right, punk is dead, it s just another cheap product for
the consumer s head. Bubblegum rock on plastic transistors,
schoolboy sedition backed by big time promoters. CBS promote
the Clash, but it ain t for revolution, it s just for cash. Punk
became a fashion just like hippy used to be and it ain t got a
thing to do with you or me.

Movements are systems and systems kill. Movements are
expressions of the public will. Punk became a movement cos we
all felt lost, but the 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 as
he sucked from the system that had given him his name.

Well I m tired of looking through shit stained glass, tired of
staring up a superstar s arse, I ve got an arse and crap and a
name, I m just waiting for my fifteen minutes fame. Steve Jones
you re napalm, if you re so pretty why do you smarm? Patti
Smith, you re napalm, you write with you re 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? I see the velvet zippies in
their bondage gear, the social elite with safetypins in their ear, I
watch and understand that it don t mean a thing, the scorpions
might attack, but the system s stole the sting.

PUNK IS DEAD. PUNK IS DEAD. PUNK IS DEAD.