Same Old Song And Dance

Backstage at all the shows

Snorting white shit right up our nose

Will we ever learn from our tragic past

We've become what we all hate

Rock Star egos inebriate

Bright lights of the future are fading fast

Submerged in a movement i no longer comprehend

Trapped in a scene that i no longer understand

Trapped in a cause I'm sinking in quicksand

Trapped under lied can one of you lend a hand?

Will the kids ever see the truth

The old guard can't speak for the youth

When will they find the strength to knock us down

We pretend that we're like you

But we haven't got a fucking clue

We laugh as we watch it burn to the ground

Punks not dead it's alive and well

It's in the malls you can buy it retail

Fuck the scene and put it back to bed

Kill the cause cause it's already dead

The same old song and dance

Tired old punk rock stance