Punk Music Makes Me Feel Big

She understands him when he’s pissed.
He understands her with his fist.
Hanging out with all the guys,
He’s a rapist in disguise.

Cause he’s such a frat-boy.
And he’s such a twat, boy.
Baseball cap on back to front
Doesn’t stop you being a cunt
-2! 3! 4!
Punk music makes me feel big, but
-1! 2! 3! 4!
When I’m old I’ll be a fucking pig.

He walks along an edge so straight,
Doesn’t even masturbate;
But he really likes to fight
Drunks and junkies every night.

Cause he’s such a frat-boy.
And he’s such a twat, boy.
If that’s your idea of fun
You’re a fascist and a hun
-2! 3! 4!
Punk music makes me feel big, but,
-1! 2! 3! 4!
When I’m old I’ll be a fucking pig.

Girlfriend couldn’t take no more,
So she split, so she’s a whore.
He’d go on a crying jag,
But that would make him such a fag.

Cause he’s such a frat-boy.
And he’s such a twat, boy.
Tell your mates that you’re OK
Sensitivity’s so gay
–ho! Let’s go!
Punk music makes me feel big, but,
-Hey-ho! Let’s go!
When I’m old I’ll be a fucking pig.

Got a flag he likes to wave.
He’s so earnest and so grave.
He’s a rebel to the core.
He’s a dreary little bore.

Cause he’s such a frat-boy.
And he’s such a twat, boy.
Watch him throw a brick then run
Looking out for number one,
-2! 3! 4!
Punk music makes me feel big, but,
-1! 2! 3! 4!
When I’m old I’ll be a fucking pig.