The Separation of Church & Skate

Lost in a sea of combat boots

Flush the Bouncers with Wasted Youth

When did punk rock become so safe?

(When did the scene become a joke?)

The kids who used to live for beer and speed

(Now want their fries and coke)

Cursing and birds are not allowed

In fact, let's keep noise levels down

Must separate the church and skate

Why don't we put pads on the kids?

Helmets, headgear and mouth pieces

Then we could pad the floors and walls

(Put cameras inside bathroom stalls)

We make sure only nice bands play

(Make every show a matinée)

Teach kids to be all they can be

And we could sing My Country Tis of Thee

Sweet land of liberty (Blegh!)

When did punk rock become so safe?

I know it wasn't Duane or Fletcher

Who put up the barricades

Like a stake in the heart

Somehow, we got driven apart

I want conflict, I want dissent

I want the scene to represent

Our hatred of authority

(Our fight against complacency)

Stop singing songs about girls and love

(You killed the owl, you freed the dove)

Confrontation and politics

(Replaced with harmony and shticks)

(When did punk rock become so tame?)

These fucking bands all sound the same

(We want our fights we want our thugs)

We want our burns, we want our drugs

(Where is the violent apathy?)

These fucking records are rated G!

When did punk rock become so safe?