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!
