Hi… how are you? I’m great, but I will get better You? You say you’re clean, but you got no spark Same old grin, same old act You keep trying on that pose But it falls apart at the seams One foot in, one foot out You don’t live what you mean You’re noT a Punk Rocker! You’re noT a Punk Rocker! (hey!) You want the look, not the fire You want the noise, not the wire You’re noT a Punk Rocker! (no way!) You’re noT a Punk Rocker! You talk loud in a borrowed voice Cheap jacket, polished shoes You want the spit, you want the scene But you won’t pay your dues I got torn-up knees and a busted laugh I got truth in my throat You got a mask and a practiced walk I got a match and a leather coat You keep trying on that pose But it falls apart at the seams One foot in, one foot out You don’t live what you mean You’re noT a Punk Rocker! You’re noT a Punk Rocker! (hey!) You want the look, not the fire You want the noise, not the wire You’re noT a Punk Rocker! (no way!) You’re noT a Punk Rocker! Take the badge off your chest Take the script from your tongue If you want to run with us Then come loud, come young Come hungry Come cracked Come real You’re noT a Punk Rocker! You’re noT a Punk Rocker! (hey!) You want the look, not the fire You want the noise, not the wire You’re noT a Punk Rocker! (no way!) You’re noT a Punk Rocker! You’re noT a Punk Rocker! (hey!) You’re noT a Punk Rocker!
