It's Friday night I'm in my room
My phone is dead since afternoon
No one is gonna call me
Everything is boring now
Can't watch a film or TV show
Anyway I'm sick of that shit
Eventually I
Saw this punk rocker guy
A guitar in his hands
On his feet worn out Vans
Yeah I'll know I really want to go
To the motherfucking punk rock show
Yeah, I really really really want to go
With you to the motherfucking punk rock show
Yeah I really really really want to go
With you to the motherfucking punk rock show
Yeah, I really really really want to go
With you to the motherfucking punk rock show
Yeah I really really really want to go
With you to the motherfucking punk rock show
*Interlude*
It's lunch at home I'm in the saloon
I have to use the fork and knife and spoon
Good forms are gonna kill me
Eating spinach, broccoli and beans
And I'm allowed to wear my jeans
Squares are gonna kill me
Eventually I
Saw this punk rocker guy
A guitar in his hands
On his feet worn out Vans
Yeah I'll know I really want to go
To the motherfucking punk rock show
Yeah, I really really really want to go
With you to the motherfucking punk rock show
Yeah I really really really want to go
With you to the motherfucking punk rock show
Yeah, I really really really want to go
With you to the motherfucking punk rock show
Yeah I really really really want to go
With you to the motherfucking punk rock show
Wow guys, then I saw this girl
Black hair black shoes and a red checkered skirt
Damn, she looked hell precious
Well, I didn't know what to say
But the best is mostly the easiest way
So, I ask her straight
Hey girl I like you
And I want you to know
If you want to go with me
To the motherfucking Punk Rock Show
Yeah, I really really really want to go
With you to the motherfucking punk rock show
Yeah I really really really want to go
With you to the motherfucking punk rock show
Yeah, I really really really want to go
With you to the motherfucking punk rock show
Yeah I really really really want to go
With you to the motherfucking punk
Punk punk
Punk rock show