[verse 1]
we've become a generation casatrophe
a major blemish on the rock n' roll music scene
emo boys in eye liner and tight jeans
please help! call the fuckin' punk rock police!
in disguise emerges a team of heroes
guitars are they only weapons they need, oh
they call themselves pequa punk zeroes
let the dickbags set you free oh!
[chorus]
we need no introduction
no need for self destruction
we enjoy life for we are all
greater than you!
we are vile, we spit up blood
we are the sonly sons of punk
we are the proud american few
fuck you!
[verse 2]
men line up shoulder to shoulder
for the army as a punk rock soldier
lock n load, cuz its time to rock n roll sir
an uphill battle we're fighting on three borders!
the vegan march taking our land as time passes
the national army of emo to the west its,
wiggers raiding the eastern front by the masses
Hell, lets kick All o' their asses!
[chorus] x2