Punk By the Book

Two, one, two, three, four

Covered in leather, or plaid patches, or metal studs
Your hair is dyed or spiked with glue
You only talk to those who look and act the way you do
'Cause you think you're so fucking cool

Book, book, book
Punk by the book
Book, book, book
Punk by the book
Book, book, book
Punk by the book
Book, book, book

You say that punk to you is what's in your mind, not what you wear
But you know you're so full of shit
You scoff at how the cops treat you, but they're no worse than dicks like you!
I just can't understand what you're thinking

Book, book, book
Punk by the book
Book, book, book
Punk by the book
Book, book, book
Punk by the book
Book, book, book

Punk by the book, hey, hey
You're punk by the book, hey, hey
You're punk by the book
Book!



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick C Bollinger, Justin Cathal Geever, Andrew Armbruster Wright
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