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