16-year-old kids

Love the punk rock

16-year-old kids

Think the punk rock 77 rocks

Don't even ask them

About anything from '82

Don't ask them

About any bands from '92

If ain't old school punk

They say it's junk

They're all so close-minded

They brains are over-rated

If it's not old

They ain't down

Except for maybe

The casualties

The moshing dead

Walk among us

Hate corporations

Only buy name brand stuff

The moshing dead

Aren't alive

Shoot the head

There still not unalive

The moshing dead

Walk among us

Hate corporations

Only buy name brand stuff

The moshing dead

Aren't alive

They're all brain dead

But somehow still alive

There's no place

For a punk to go

Every where you turn

Surrounded by zombie germs

You can hear them coming

Three blocks away

Jingling bondage belts

And wallet chains

If ain't old school punk

They say it's all junk

They're all so close-minded

They brains are over-rated

They groan and moan

In the streets

Hate your favorite bands

Cuz they came after 1980

The moshing dead

Walk among us

Hate corporations

Only buy name brand stuff

The moshing dead

Aren't alive

Shoot the head

There still not unalive

The moshing dead

Walk among us

Hate corporations

Only buy name brand stuff

The moshing dead

Aren't alive

They're all brain dead

But somehow still alive