Between Punk And Bourgeoisie

My youth doesn't hit me hard In this well-protected small-town scene I decided to be punk the day I turned seventeen All the phrases I learned fast Made a sit-in against the war in Iraq Alcohol and drug abuse, just me against 'em all This conflict with identity led quickly to stupidity But I didn't know the cause Between punk and bourgeoisie Saw riots only on TV I always thought I'd have the key To a self-made life, to be free Every single weekend we went out To our favorite punk rock clubs While dancing pogo and going down in the crowd It was high time to act up When it was all over we left the bar And took a shower or a bath "Wanting to be someone else is a waste of who you are" This conflict with identity, a loss of credibility But I couldn't face the truth Between punk and bourgeoisie Saw riots only on TV I always thought I'd have the key To a self-made life, to be free Between punk and bourgeoisie We are spoiled to the teeth Between punk and bourgeoisie We are spoiled to the teeth "What is punk rock all about? It's not a fashion trend, it's a plan to make a change From thoughts to words, from words to action" "Punk rock isn't something you grow out of Punk rock is an attitude, and the essence Of that attitude is 'give us some truth'" Punk and bourgeoisie Saw riots only on TV I always thought I'd have the key To a self-made life, to be free