Problems you can't identify

Slave to your TV

I'm not your mainstream demon

I'm your icon, beautiful monster



Resurrect, coming back to haunt you

Tear down your ignorance

Destroy your fabricated accessories

You're all the same



Oh, you're so pretty with your pink hair

Blue skin bullshit, fuck you

You're useless herded sheep



And you're never gonna get me

'Cause you're all frauds



Punk rock is dead

Punk rock is dead

Punk rock is dead

And I'm punk rock



Too much paranoia about

Who that you should be

I've got to dress like this

Hey, you look like me



Your ideas are all implanted

You don't care that they're not yours

You're a slave to your TV

Indoctrinated to the cause



And you've got no future

'Cause you've got no plan



Punk rock is dead

Punk rock is dead

Punk rock is dead

And I'm punk rock