Degenerated
Alright,
This is goin' out to whoever wants to hear it.
sittin' out in queens
I was in a school yard doin' a lot of drugs like, mescaline and stuff.
And ludes.
I WAS A TEENAGE ZOMBIE!
Johnny doin' out on a Tuesday night?
Johnny can't read, Johnny can't write
Johnny just don't understand
Johnny don't care about this world
As long as he can fuck his girl
And prove that he's a man
Johnny wastes his days eatin' ludes
He's a teenage vegetable
Gettin' high proves that he's cool
Johnny hates to think, he's ignorant
He's a mindless brainwashed pig
Ring a bell, he starts to drool
Degenerated, degenerated
And your minds have vegetated
Degenerated, degenerated
And your thoughts are constipated
So I was sittin' in this fuckin' school yard, getting dope.
And then Punk Rock came along and made me a new man.
There is an answer.
Johnny hates to think, he's ignorant
He's a mindless brainwashed pig
Ring a bell, he starts to drool
And when he's old, he's gonna have a son
He'll grow up deaf and dumb,
Beggin' for money.
And then I, found out about punk.
This is goin' out to whoever wants to hear it.
sittin' out in queens
I was in a school yard doin' a lot of drugs like, mescaline and stuff.
And ludes.
I WAS A TEENAGE ZOMBIE!
Johnny doin' out on a Tuesday night?
Johnny can't read, Johnny can't write
Johnny just don't understand
Johnny don't care about this world
As long as he can fuck his girl
And prove that he's a man
Johnny wastes his days eatin' ludes
He's a teenage vegetable
Gettin' high proves that he's cool
Johnny hates to think, he's ignorant
He's a mindless brainwashed pig
Ring a bell, he starts to drool
Degenerated, degenerated
And your minds have vegetated
Degenerated, degenerated
And your thoughts are constipated
So I was sittin' in this fuckin' school yard, getting dope.
And then Punk Rock came along and made me a new man.
There is an answer.
Johnny hates to think, he's ignorant
He's a mindless brainwashed pig
Ring a bell, he starts to drool
And when he's old, he's gonna have a son
He'll grow up deaf and dumb,
Beggin' for money.
And then I, found out about punk.
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Writer(s): Dave Rubinstein, Paul Bakija
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