Punk Rock in Basements

It's been a long, long time since we used to play Punk rock in basements, punk rock in basements That's where we made it That's where we used to bear our heart and soul, oh-oh And never hear the microphone But we knew every single word It's been a long, long time since we used to play Punk rock in basements, punk rock in basements That's where we made it That's where we used to bear our heart and soul, oh-oh And never hear the microphone But we knew every single word Way, way loud See the past appearing Don't it make you wonder if you're coming, or you're leaving? Way, way loud See the past repeating Don't it make you wonder if you're following or leading? Yeah, we were loud in the crowd, we were freaking out It was the sound of revolution that translated into action I can still taste the sweat I have, I have been carried by the motion I have, I have been deafened by the volume The music gave us freedom It was a reason to believe in Way, way loud See the past appearing Don't it make you wonder if you're coming, or you're leaving? Way, way loud See the past repeating Don't it make you wonder if you're following or leading? And the band goes "Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh" It's been a long, long time since we used to play (Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh) It's been a long, long time since we used to play (Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh) It's been a long, long time since we used to (Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh) play, oh Punk is dead!