He was a punky herbert Bunking school, breaking the law Always up to something In a way he was the worst of all Somehow it made no wonder Why he chose to crop his hair He couldn't take the pressure He disappeared into thin air Turn you back, toe the line You changed into a model citizen Turn your back, toe the line Changed into a model citizen He earned his reputation in a fire of hooligans He never got convicted Coz they lacked substantial evidence He used to be a top boy Pull the dope, always ready for a fight Then something must have happened Coz it feels he joined the other side Don't wanna be the same Conformation is their game