If you're feeling more dead than alive
After weeks working nine to five
And you haven't got the time to jive
Follow me, follow me
To a place not far away from here
All your troubles will disappear
Your satisfaction is guaranteed
If you follow me, follow me
To the Punkrock Harbour
I'm going to the Punkrock Harbour again
And you're working for your boss every day
You are tired and underpaid
Your phone is bugged by the CIA
Come with me, come with me
To a place where you can be free
Be anything you wanna be
Without stress or bad company
If you come with me, come with me
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
