Sunk Rock

Did the nation feel a tremor from the underground?

Whatever happened to the heartfelt uncompromising sound

Made by people who care who got sick of all the shit?

Two minutes poxy rebellion

Drenched with the sweat of dancing all night and

pretending you care

Draining the strength you never wanted to share

Whatever happened to the punk rock revolution?

All that's left is the smell of excretion and hunky

punky posters

Real rock stars on walls

Just the empty picture of an ego, no face, no balls

There was real money to be made from punk

Punk merchandise clothing rip-off junk

The music press caught on quickly enough

Calling the tune and splitting us up

Into fuck knows how many labels and factions

Screw up & control what they don't understand with

their selfish actions

Whatever happened to the punk rock revolution?

All that's left is a veil of confusion

& The media twisting all into some kind of human

mistake.

All that's left is a Kenny Everret pisstake

A personal insult, a twisted view

That all we do is gob & sniff glue

There can be so much more we as a movement can do

Any change for the better lies with me and you

Punk is such a sick joke, bought and sold very well

But only those involved are willing to sell

Whatever happened to the punk rock revolution?

All that's left is the only solution

Bollocks to the parasites who want to fuck it up again

And if that includes you then you'd better think again

If it's really our movement take part or get out

Cuz it's the pathetic dishonesty punk can do without.

Whatever happened to the punk rock revolution?