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It Ain't Punk Rock

It ain't puck rock 'til the punk rockers say it's punk rock.

It ain't puck rock 'til the punk rockers say it's punk rock.

Don't waste your time examining the mind of a stripper

You're gonna get gripped in the grip of the gripper.

It ain't puck rock 'til the punk rockers say it's punk

Rock!

Rock!

Rock!

Rock!

Number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight

Number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight

Why are all the white people filled with hate? (filled with hate)

Why do archeologists excavate? (excavate)

Number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight

Number eighty-eight,

Number eighty-eight,

Number eighty-eight

Loads can be made

We should wrap this debate

So decide under the covers where the good times await

Every life needs a fate

Every lad needs a mate

Every seller needs a buyer

Every oven needs a fire

And if you're on fire, you're gonna need some water

And if you're underwater, you're gonna need some air

And if you're in the air, you're gonna need a place to land

And if you're on land, you can come and see my piece of shit band!

It ain't puck rock 'til the punk rockers say it's punk rock.

Number eighty-eight, Number eighty-eight

It ain't puck rock 'til the punk rockers say it's punk rock.

Number eighty-eight, Number eighty-eight

Is this really happening?

Yes it is! (Yes it is!)

Are we always doing this?

Yes it is! (Yes it is!)

I'm gonna be a sweet billionaire, lover.

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