Static feedback and noise

Sick sick sick, of the music of today
Sick sick sick, we need a fucking change
Sick sick sick, their groups are such a waste
Sick sick sick, I need anger in my brain

Listen to the sound of the poets of today
All on tour, right clothes, no heart and soul
The ones on top don't care about you
The ones on the bottom, they'll use you to get rich

You, star on TV, you're fucking hell to me
You, in the underground, your head got too big
You, two of a kind what a fucking waste of time
Raise my finger in the air, I'll show you how
It's done

Noise, give me static and feedback

Sick sick sick, of the music of today
Sick sick sick, we need a fucking change
Sick sick, their groups are such a waste
Sick sick sick, I need anger in my brain Listen to the sound of the poets of today
All on tour, right clothes, no heart and soul
The ones on top don't care about you
The ones on the bottom, they'll use you to get rich

You, star on TV, you're fucking hell to me
You, in the underground, your head got too big
You, two of a kind what a fucking waste of time
Raise my finger in the air, I'll show you how
It's done

Noise, give me static and feedback

Bring back the old days of the Ramones
Bring back those fast two minute songs
Give me that two fingers in the air
Cause punk is back and is back to stay

You, the rebels with the fucking ripped up clothes
You, can't follow any leader or any cause
You, that shouts and sweats at every show
Raise your finger in the air and show them how
Its done