The Real Punk Junk 'n' Roll

Throw some acid in their faces and feel

And empty of vengeance and the beg of weak

spend all your time talking about Chris(t)

All you wanna is to get drunk

The real punk junk’n’roll

this feeling will never go

The night just begun and you kissed the girl

Sleeping in your car or drinking on the floor

The sound set; some insane song

Get some drug and you can afford

The real punk junk’n’roll

this feeling will never go

(Solo)

You cannot breath you got to sleep alone

You can’t close your eyes you got to sleep alone

Your fucking brain is dead you got to sleep alone

Sleep alone, sleep alone...

The real punk junk’n’roll

This feeling will never go

The fear of die young

The real… Punk… Junk’n’roll