No moshing. No spitting. No fun. Yr punk rock scene's all fucked up! When you said you wanted to live yr life yr own way. You should have included those you thought should be set free. Now yr the problem and you said you were the victim. Now yr a cop in spikes, the games over and over and over again. But I'll always love you with a baseball bat. And it will hurt me, haunt me, hurt me, haunt me. I never want to go back. Well I''m not safe tonight. I don't know what to do. I'm not safe tonight. You are the punk rock police man.