I've seen pictures And I've seen postcards Of the way things are supposed to be Kids in kitchens Shows in classrooms Screaming along to broken PA's And all along I though we, Lost it by getting drunk and passing out And all along, I knew we had it, We had it So lets take up arms, It's us against the, Lets make a punk a threat again And you know it, and I know it We got to much heart And I hear Music I see a Revolution [x4] Wohhhhooooo And I'm tired of cool kids And I'm tired of makeup I'm tired of being told I fucked up I'm not punk enough I'm not x enough NO I'm not what I'm supposed to be Yeah that's ok with me So lets take up arms, It's us against them Lets make a punk a threat again And you know it, I know it, we got to much heart [x4]