Made In N.y.c by Casualties
(The music, if you could call it that,
physically assualts anyone dumb enough to listen to it)
Give me my fucking beer.
Sniffin' glue
Drinkin' beers
Don't give a fuck how the hippies feel
This is for you Joey
Your memory fuckin' lives
The three chords wonder
Made in N.Y.C.
[Chorus]
Gabba gabba hey
Punk is here to stay
Hey ho let's go
Sniffing glue all day
Blitzkrieg bop
Punk is found
On the street corner
Of my hometown
They called you dumb
The punx heard the noise
The scene you created
Street punk's born
[Chorus]
Gabba gabba hey
Punk is here to stay
Hey ho let's go
Sniffing glue all day (*2)
Teenage Lobotomy
We're the pinheads
Made in N.Y.C.
Where true punk lives
Fuck hippie hendrix
Or fat elvis in his grave
The pet cemetary
Won't be your burying place
[Chorus]
Gabba gabba hey
Punk is here to stay
Hey ho let's go
Sniffing glue all day (*2)
One, Two, Three, Four!
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