I've seen pictures
And I've seen postcards
Of the way things are supposed to be
Kids in kitchens
Shows in classrooms
Screaming along to broken PA's
And all along I though we,
Lost it by getting drunk and passing out
And all along, I knew we had it, We had it
So lets take up arms,
It's us against the,
Lets make a punk a threat again
And you know it, and I know it
We got to much heart
And I hear Music
I see a Revolution [x4]
Wohhhhooooo
And I'm tired of cool kids
And I'm tired of makeup
I'm tired of being told I fucked up
I'm not punk enough
I'm not x enough NO
I'm not what I'm supposed to be
Yeah that's ok with me
So lets take up arms,
It's us against them
Lets make a punk a threat again
And you know it, I know it, we got to much heart [x4]