GW#3 - p18 (16)

Ode to Punk Rock

Went to Emo's jest last night
Got fucked up, got in a fight
Head feels like a cinder block
Sold my life to ol' punk rock
Butthole Surfers, D.O.A.,
Like what them boys got to say
Buzzed my hair right off my head
Ripped my clothes up thread by thread
I'm so tough now, I'm so cool
Punk rock chicks around me drool
Race & run from show to show
Bummin' rides where ever I go
I''m too cool to own a car
Throw up at my favorite bar
Jump into a big mosh pit
Tussle 'round, get beat to shit
So bad I don't know where I am
Meaner than the Son of Sam
Lean against the wall and slump
Smell like somethin' from the dump
The greatest scenester you ever seen
Stage dive pranks & I careen
Right into a cop who hauls me in
I scream "Fuck you!" & then a grin
Falls on my face 'cause he can't see
I'm a cool punk rocker, marvelous me
Throw me in jail, see if I scare
My mom' ll bail me outta there
In fact, there's my mom now
To give me a ride home, but
Dude, if you forget for a minute
How bad I am, I'll I tear your
Head off & shit down your neck!

-Dave Jungen
(he's just like punk, only he's a poet)