Punk Isn't Dead; It's Just Up for Sale Songtext
von PET NEEDS

You′re waiting for your train in the rain again
With these strangers, who still remain strangers
Despite the same faces
Gracing those station platforms
Most mornings of almost every day.
Doors open
With eyes unfocused You coast past the clones of the blokes
You swore you'd never become.
And then you catch your reflection.
Punk isn′t dead; it's just up for sale.
All the trendy young with something to say write like life's a movie.
They′re never the villain.
Punk isn′t dead; it's just up for sale.