The Shape of Punk to Come

Hey baby you never felt this good Freedom through the stereo and you wish you could take a bite do a dance and get lost on a crusade Jump on this soul train with destination unknown We're all dressed up, we got nowhere to go I told you so Hey baby never felt this free A pair of new shoes and a punk rock show to see Give acclamation to these blue ribbon babies And check the calendar for the expiration date We've all been bitten We've all been underground We've all been beaten, battered, bruised Told to get down All dressed up we got somewhere to go I told you so Adolescent beats with a new thing to see Smashed guitars just like you've seen on TV With burning speakers and flaming hair We'll have a riot right here