Kitsap Ferry Riot

The punk rock show was over And the kids, yes they did, the last boat left the dock 1:05 Ferry worker's nightmare It was Mohawks and punk rock and hustle and muscle, alive And the drunk with no pants, the kid peeing in plants, it was high time For a riot Locked inside the cloak room Face the facts, grab the axe Smash the ceiling, and spread some asbestos Elliott Bay approaching The cops searched all the cars For electric guitars, said "don't test us" No one came to start trouble But it became double because It's time for a riot All the kids had in mind Was some a rock and roll time But the powers Asked for a riot They wanted a riot They begged for a riot So they gave them a riot