You've got all the right patches,
none of your records have scratches
You've been to all the hip shows
and you're wearing just the right clothes

And when I see you at a show,
the conversation doesn't flow
Something is wrong and can't see
just why you have to be so mean

You used to be nice, now you've got punk rocks in your head
Now you've got punk rocks in your head
Now you've got punk rocks in your head
Now you've got punk rocks in your head

We started out knowing nothing,
a bunch of dorks new to the scene
We all bitch about the scene,
but now there's something inbetween

You're quoting everybody else,
you're not thinking for yourself
just like everybody else

You're just another dumbass with punk rocks in your head
Now you've got punk rocks in your head
Now you've got punk rocks in your head
Now you've got punk rocks in your head

What is so different about you,
exactly what do I have to do
to measure up to your standards,
to escape your slander

Forget it, you can save your breath,
your stupid game bores me to death
And I know you'll never get it,
your attitude it makes me sick

You're such an asshole, now you've got punk rocks in your head
Now you've got punk rocks in your head
Now you've got punk rocks in your head
Now you've got punk rocks in your head

Now you've got punk rocks in your head
Now you've got punk rocks in your head
Now you've got punk rocks in your head

You used to be nice, now you've got punk rocks in your head