Immigrant Punk

Upon arriving to the melting pot

I get penciled in as a goddamn white

Now that I am categorized

Officer gets me naturalized

Now that I'm living up in God knows where

Sometime it gets hard without a friend

But as I am lurking around

Hoptza, I see another immigrant punk

There is a little punk rock mafia

Everywhere you go

She is good to me and I am good to her

Legalize me, realize me

Despite the living up in U.S.A.

I'm still holding up in all my ways

I gotta friends, we gotta band

We still make sound you can't stand

Without banging on some big old pot

Without getting out of bed

But I'm relaxed, I'm just lurking around

Hoptza, I see another immigrant punk

There is a little punk rock mafia

Everywhere you go

She is good to me and I am good to her

Legalize me, realize me, party

Of course we immigrants wanna sing all night long

Don't you know the singing salves the troubled soul?

So I'm relaxed, I'm just lurking around

I got a method and you don't

You got a dictionary kicking around?

Look up the immigrant, immigrant, immigrant punk