1976

1976

(SteelDangerfieldPlain)

Cold sweats, hot chills, I can't sit still

Something's not right with me

I feel uptight, can't sleep at night

I went to the doctor, sir can you help me please?

My nerves are shot, I'm jumping up and down on the spot

I've had bad days, but I've never ever felt like this

He said, son, in truth, there's not a lot I can do

It's a mid life problem and yours has a seventies twist

Oh my god it's the punk rock menopause

It comes on fast like a runaway juggernaut

Like an endless itch, it nags like an effing bitch

And there ain't no cure for the punk rock menopause

There ain't no cure...

There ain't no cure...

There ain't no cure for the punk rock menopause

It comes on hard like a runaway juggernaut

And I need my fix...

So I'm heading to a punk rock gig

And tonight I'm gonna party like it's 1976

Yes, tonight I'm gonna party like it's 1976