i turned out a punk

one

two

three

four

mummy was a hostess

daddy was a drunk

'cause they didn't love me then

i turned out a punk

an ex house full of memories

memories and junk

never had a childhood

i turned out a punk

better learn how to play guitar with a plink and a plunk

i didn't like jazz

i didn't like funk

i turned out a punk

i turned out a punk

slowly started slipping down till my ship was sunk

going nowhere in my life

i turned out a punk

didn't care 'bout anyone

sat 'round smoking skunk

didn't know what i had done

i turned out a punk

better learn how to play guitar with a plink and a plunk

i didn't like jazz

i didn't like funk

i turned out a punk

i turned out a punk

better learn how to play guitar with a plink and a plunk

i didn't like jazz

i didn't like funk

i turned out a punk

i turned out a punk

woke in the afternoon with a mouth full of gunk

blob out with my video

i turned out a punk

took my disabilities

packed them in a trunk

rock 'n' roll's all right by me

i turned out a punk

better learn how to play guitar with a plink and a plunk

i didn't like jazz

i didn't like funk

i turned out a punk

i turned out a punk

i turned out a punk

i turned out a punk