Problems you can't identify   Slave to your TV   I'm not your mainstream demon   I'm your icon, beautiful monster      Resurrect, coming back to haunt you   Tear down your ignorance   Destroy your fabricated accessories   You're all the same      Oh, you're so pretty with your pink hair   Blue skin bullshit, fuck you   You're useless herded sheep      And you're never gonna get me   'Cause you're all frauds      Punk rock is dead   Punk rock is dead   Punk rock is dead   And I'm punk rock      Too much paranoia about   Who that you should be   I've got to dress like this   Hey, you look like me      Your ideas are all implanted   You don't care that they're not yours   You're a slave to your TV   Indoctrinated to the cause      And you've got no future   'Cause you've got no plan      Punk rock is dead   Punk rock is dead   Punk rock is dead   And I'm punk rock