Lyrics

I don't wanna be a punk no more I don't wanna be a punk no more I don't want your spit, I don't want your hate I need more than ten people pulled up in the break I don't wanna play down at the mall Most of all, I'm tired of being poor I want my real name again, I wonder what it was I asked my mother if she knew, she said to go and fuzz I'd like to have a ponytail and maybe grow a beard But all my friends would laugh at me and say I'm gettin' weird! Yeah! All right! I don't wanna be a punk no more I don't wanna be a punk no more I don't like this song, I don't like this band I don't like this record, don't you understand? I could play some jazz, I could play some funk I could play some blues, but all we play is punk! I can't remember what it was I got so mad about I really can't recall what was it started me to pout I'm a little short on fury and I'm all fresh out of angst I guess I'm still a rebel with an aspirin in my pants Yeah! All right! [Guitar solo] I don't wanna be a punk no more I don't wanna be a punk no more I don't wanna be a punk no more I don't wanna be a punk no more I can't remember what it was I got so mad about I really can't recall what was it started me to pout I'm a little short on fury and I'm all fresh out of angst I guess I'm still a rebel with an aspirin in my pants Yeah! All right! I don't wanna be a punk no more I don't wanna be a punk no more I don't wanna be a punk no more I don't wanna be a punk no more I don't wanna be a punk no more I don't wanna be a punk no more I don't wanna be a punk no more I don't wanna be a punk no more (Fade out)