Dying is a business [x4] Life is over, you are dead Family, friends are sobbing, crying Working days, that's what you had There's nothing good in early
hey you, understand quit now, start again time to shut down automatism time to let it fly when I get up, late AM I know, what I want something more than
People try to bring us down Not a chance when I'm around We're the kids, here, today The dead-end sings every day I'm in love with Oi-Oi-Oi I'm in love
Punk is still alive Punk is still alive Punk is still Punk is still Punk is still alive [Verse x5] hey what's up fellas Punk is still alive Punk is
I can hear some punkrockmusic Good vibrations in my ears Now the boring times are gone We party with the punks who are here Alcohol is in my head Everything
Broken window, graffiti on the walls Fear on peoples faces Afraid to walk the streets today To get beaten up in this insane nation Gangs on the corner
What a boring life I lead not enough sex and not enough speed and now I live on LSD a thousand pigs are chasing me LSD [x4] Taking capsules, sniffing
Wondering why it's all so boring Suicide, confusion all around No pub you feel home, no records to please you You're strangled by the crowd, there's
FREE BEER FOR THE PUNX [x100]
On a rack in a store for a discount price But the color's been changed to a black from white Though the difference will prob'ly be lost on me Anyways
a chance to break It?s so bad, it?s got to be good Mysterious girl misunderstood Dressed like a wedding cake Any other day and I might play A funeral
sweetness that has passed through us (Fresh sangria and lemon tea) The priests dressed children for a choir (White-robed small voices praise him) But found no joy in what was sung The funeral
Up early in the mornin', dressed in black Don't aks why 'cause I'm down in a suit and tie They killed a homie that I went to school with I tell ya life
bread Ed His first cousin set him up and left his ass for dead Churches, wakes, nothing unusual, seem like every other Damn day I'm buyin' a brand new suit for a funeral
in the woods Deep in the woods a funeral is swinging. Love is for fools and all fools are lovers It's raining on my house and none of the others Love
so crazy I seen a little bitty baby suckin on daisies Caught two to the chest, one to the head 5 niggaz walked behind him dressed in red With ski masks
miles north on the Hudson river we've gathered for a sort of wake Nobody felt like celebrating, but the firemen needed a break They've been to so many funerals
luccy At your funeral they will play this song He lived life for love and good Now he's dead and gone It's his tim eor this world hatin Doin others
