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I woke up this morning, put my converse on
Pulled my adolescent's shirt on and then I walked my dog
Some kids were laughing, pointing right at me
I asked them what was up, and they explained you see
My shirt wasn't punk rock, they claimed I wasn't punk
My shoes and socks AND hair and pants weren't punk enough
This declaration to me didn't make any sense
Does this mean I should question my existence?
Oh, I don't know,
Oh, This can't be so?
Oh, Is This Punk?
Please tell me, What is punk rock supposed to be?
I read on the internet, punk rock was dead
I swear on everything, these kids are now in my head
I bought the new GBH and Pennywise LP's
What's going on, can someone explain this to me?
Is this punk? That question makes no sense
Punk is freedom from answering stupid shit like this
I read that I 'd aged out, I can't believe they said this
I'm not supposed to feel this old I'm not even 37
Oh, I don't know
Oh, This can't be so?
Oh, Is This Punk?
Please tell me, What is punk rock supposed to be?
It's all an oxymoron, I think we're being deceived!
I don't know where to stand, What does all this mean?
Are the Germs punk rock?
What about Minor Threat?
Do my punk rock friends know we're posers instead?
My generation left behind
These kids weren't at all
They know what punk is
It's on their facebook wall
We're not real punks, so what would we know?
They went to college and are drowning in student loans
Oh, I don't know
Oh, This can't be so?
Oh, Is This Punk?
Please tell me, What is punk rock supposed to be?