Dad - what was punkrock?

Punk was rotten, punk was vicious,
always being unambitious
Punk was a piss-up, punk was a punch-up,
picking your nose and chucking your lunch up
Punk was obnoxious, punk was obscene,
having a pop at our dear Queen
Punk was a twisted tasteless trip,
punk was a pin through her majesty's lip

We never took shit from noone, we just didn't give a fuck
If you didn't like our music, that was just your bloody hard luck

Punk was a riot, every night a rumble,
a nice bit o'blow and a nice bit o'grumble
Punk was a sleazy, punk was a slum,
polaroid pics in bed with your mum
Punk was unhealthy, quite unclean,
it was a mockery, malignant mean
Punk was criminal, punk was a con,
and so was our favourite fugitive Ron

We never took shit from noone, we just didn't give a fuck
If you didn't like our music, that was just your bloody hard luck

Now open your eyes and listen my son, there's no reason to be sad
Just hang around and stay with us, it'll all be coming back

We never took shit from noone, we just didn't give a fuck
If you didn't like our music, that was just your bloody hard luck