You see me drivin' down the street, I'm bored with looking good
I got both hands off the wheel, the cops are comin'
I'm listening to the music with no fear
You can hear it too if your sincere
Cos I'm a punkrocker, yes I am
Well I'm a punkrocker, yes I am
Cos I'm a punkrocker, yes I am
Well I'm a punkrocker, yes I am
I see you stagger in the street, and you can't stay on your feet
And your faking in your sleep, you wish that you were deep
You can hear me laughing to myself
If you could you would be someone else
Cos I'm a punkrocker, yes I am
Well I'm a punkrocker, yes I am
Cos I'm a punkrocker, yes I am
Well I'm a punkrocker, yes I am
See me die on Bleeker Street, I'm bored with being gone (God?)
See me steering (sneering?) my car, I'm driving to my star
I'm listening to the music with no fear
You can hear it too if your sincere
Cos I'm a punkrocker, yes I am
Well I'm a punkrocker, yes I am
Cos I'm a punkrocker, yes I am
Well I'm a punkrocker, yes I am
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