The Shape Of Punk To Come Songtext / Lyric

Hey baby you never felt this good. Freedom through the stereo and you wish you could take a bite, do a dance and get lost on a crusade. Jump on this soul train with destination unknown. Hey baby never felt this free. A pair of new shoes and a punk rock show to see. Give acclamation to these blue ribbon babies. And check the calendar for the excpiration date. We've all been bitten - we've all been underground. We've all been beaten, battered, bruised, told to get down. All dressed up with somewhere to go. I told you so. Adolescent beats with a new thing to see. Smashed guitars just like you've seen on TV. With burning speakers and flaming hair. We'll have a riot right here.