Punk is Dead

Yes, that's right, punk is dead It's just another cheap product for the consumers head Bubblegum rock on plastic transistors Schoolboy sedition backed by big time promoters CBS promote the Clash It ain't for revolution, it's just for cash Punk became a fashion like hippy used to be Ain't got a thing to do with you or me Movements are system, systems kill Movements are expressions of the public will Punk became a movement 'cause we all felt lost Leaders sold out and now we all pay the cost Punk narcissism was a social napalm Steve Jones started doing real harm Preaching revolution, anarchy and change He sucked from the system that gave his name Well, I'm tired of staring through shit stained glass Tired of staring up a superstars arse I've got an arse and crap and a name I'm just waiting for 15 minutes fame Steve Jones you're napalm If you're so pretty vacant, why do you swarm? Patti Smith you're napalm You write with your hand but it's Rimbaud's arm And me, yes I, do I want to burn Is there something I can learn? Do I need a business man to promote my angle Can I resist the carrots that fame and fortune dangle See the velvet zippies in their bondage gear Social elite with safety-pins in their ear I watch and understand that it don't mean a thing The scorpions might attack, but the systems stole the sting Punk is dead, punk is dead, punk is dead Punk is dead, punk is dead, punk is dead Punk is dead, punk is dead, punk is dead