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1. Think you're God
You're loud but nothing to say
I pass you block my way
I look you straight into your eyes
I see you're nothing but fucking lies
You're loaded with chains and studs
A big mouth but got no guts
Your attitude is bigger than you
What punk's about
You ain't got a fucking clue
2. Automatically
You live your life automatically
A day of work and TV
The bank gave you a guarantee
you live your life no worries
You don't care the world's a mess
Tune in and see your football match
Why care about the misery
In two weeks you've got your holidays
Tell your wife the cooking's fine
Think your life is quite alright
Tell the kids to shut their mouth
You're just a family in the crowd
3. Punkrock for sale
Punkrock in the supermarket
See punkrock on TV
If that's what you call punk
You're not talking about me
Commercialize our music
Sell out our ideas
Give up all the morals
To me the game's for real
Big labels ain't for punkrock
Moeny is their only goal
You cannot sell a way of life
you cannot sell my soul
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