I Don’t Wanna Be a Punk No More

I don't wanna be a punk no more
I don’t wanna be a punk no more
I don't want your spit, I don't want your hate
I need more than ten people pulled up in the break
I don’t wanna play down at the mall
Most of all, I'm tired of being poor
I want my real name again, I wonder what it was
I asked my mother if she knew, she said to go and fuzz
I'd like to have a ponytail and maybe grow a beard
But all my friends would laugh at me and say I'm gettin' weird!
Yeah!
All right!
I don't wanna be a punk no more
I don't wanna be a punk no more
I don't like this song, I don’t like this band
I don’t like this record, don't you understand?
I could play some jazz, I could play some funk
I could play some blues, but all we play is punk!
I can’t remember what it was I got so mad about
I really can't recall what was it started me to pout
I'm a little short on fury and I'm all fresh out of angst
I guess I’m still a rebel with an aspirin in my pants
Yeah!
All right!
[Guitar solo]
I don't wanna be a punk no more
I don't wanna be a punk no more
I don't wanna be a punk no more
I don't wanna be a punk no more
I can't remember what it was I got so mad about
I really can't recall what was it started me to pout
I'm a little short on fury and I'm all fresh out of angst
I guess I'm still a rebel with an aspirin in my pants
Yeah!
All right!
I don't wanna be a punk no more
I don't wanna be a punk no more
I don't wanna be a punk no more
I don't wanna be a punk no more
I don't wanna be a punk no more
I don't wanna be a punk no more
I don't wanna be a punk no more
I don't wanna be a punk no more
(Fade out)