Lyrics

What makes you think, I wanna talk to you?

What makes you think, I'm gonna let you talk to me?

I'm gonna let you talk to me, I'm gonna let you talk to me

What I hate about punks, they got no spunk

What I hate about punks They took a good thing good thing

And made a bad thing bad thing

Do you get some kind of power, sniff sniff is that you?

By not taking a shower? Sniff sniff pee eww
You act like each other

I get the feeling someone misses their mama, whoa ooh yeah

What I hate about punks

They got no spunk

What I hate about punks

What makes you think, I wanna talk to you?

What makes you think, I'm gonna let you talk to me?

I'm gonna let you talk to me, I'm gonna let you talk to me?

Fish bowl you're swimming in a fish bowl

Your biggest dream is hoping and praying no one interrupts your parental dole.

Run away Your parents hope and pray That one day you'll run away

'Cause that would be their very very first day

Standin on the corner in front of Amoeba's begging for change

For your next forty-ouncer and eyebrow ring. Punks!

This, this is, a trick question, take your time, it's all right.

Did I offend you?

I don't mind that's ok, I could do this everyday

What I hate about punks