"Being in a Punk Rock band, being into Punk Rock
Being into Hardcore, doesn't mean jack shit
Doesn't mean diddly squat, doesn't mean one fucking thing
You have to use your involvement to shock people
You have to get other people who don't know anything about Punk Rock
You have to get the butcher at the butcher shop
You have to get the local army recruiting officer in his business
You have to let them know that you think the are shit
The way that they told to other people that they think you're shit"

I am a prisoner in a war of idiots
The stomping feet of waltzing
Stomping!
Pave the way of a brave tomorrow
Choke the throat of passion and sorrow
Kill my drifting breeze of thought
I have been captured
I have been caught

I am a prisoner in a war of idiots
The stomping feet of waltzing hypocrites
Pave the way of a brave tomorrow
Choke the throat of passion and sorrow
Kill my drifting breeze of thought
I have been captured
I have been fucking caught
I am doing fine
I am feeling well
Deep inside my dark well cell

I am a prisoner in a war of scowls
Coughing youth from its bowels