I Hate Punk Rock

Baby you remember when we were on the punk show
I remember thinking this is like the highlight of my life

But now, when I'm watching the hour
My heart it grows sour
Cause I remember
How things didn't work out

I don't know anybody that does music no more
Everybody just goes back to school to become engineers
And when it's time to get a house
Sell your drums and buy a couch
At least you still have
All of your tattoos

I hate punk rock
And that's why I just sold my half-stack
And why I go back
To the same four chords

Let's go
Driving
Through the night across Saskatchewan
To get to [?] play for five people

I think it must have been somewhere near Swift Current
I decided no more music but I'll help you put out yours
But my quote unquote record label
It proved too unstable
And now my basement
Is full of CDs
By bands that broke up

And if it won't work
Why don't you say so?
Before you put all of your stuff in the van
And if it won't work
Why don't you say so?
Before I use it to define who I am
And if it won't work
Why don't you say so?
Before I put all of my trust in its hands

My dreams are gone
They're just ignored, yeah

I hate punk rock
And that's why I just sold my half-stack
And why I go back
To the same four chords

Let's go
Driving
Through the night across Saskatchewan
To get to [?] play for five people