Punk or Lust

Bang and blare these sweaty prayers

Feed your skull

We're accidents, whores and wrecks

You're not alone

We are fucked up I know

On this junk we've been told

Punk or lust?

This machine, let it bleed

Let it explode

They kicked our teeth, called us freaks

You're not alone

We are fucked up I know

On this junk we've been told

Punk or lust?

They don't know the power of amplifiers

Or the gutter is where we feel alive

They don't know the only thing left's to write

In this heaven of the angry, young and wild