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Here's the lyrics to my masterpiece "Ben Weasel":

Mr. Psuedo Punk Rock God,
Flabby-ass scummy bod,
Smokes too much conka deyla soy*
Someone ought to slap that boy,
Bitchin' rocker screechin' loud,
Jumpin' naked in the crowd,
Ben Weasel ain't shit to punk,
Motherfuckin' stinkin' skunk.

Chorus:
Fuck Ben Weasel, if you would
That dickhead ain't no good

Sayin' shit 'bout all the bands,
Notorious bitch throughout the lands,
Someone better set him straight,
Shoulda been killed by Heaven's Gate,
Former band no longer good,
If I don't stop him, someone should,
It's the Devil in which I'll tell,
Fry that fucker's ass in hell!

Repeat chorus 3x
*conka deyla soy is German for "cancer stick throat"

Philly Chaos Punx


They Philly Chaos punx, see they fuck shit up
Rippin' through the squats listening to punk
They hang out at Starlight 13 squat
Drinkin' all the beer and fuckin' it up.

Philly chaos punx- punkin' power!
Philly chaos punx- drunkin' sour!

The Philly chaos punx know the rules
Dirty and grubby, punk rock ghouls
You are aware of their secret squat
They say drink piss, choke, and rot.

Chorus again!

The Philly chaos punk, always around
We rule the streets at night downtown
People try to stop us, it ain't no use
We'll kick down with our Doc Marten boots.

Chorus

Punk Rock World


Lookin' at cereal three days old
Black chunky milk growing mold
I got the Subaru as seen on tv
Damnit, I'm punk as can be
WE ALL LIVE IN A PUNK ROCK WORLD! (x2)
Can of soda half-empty
Cup O' Noodle looks like Cream Cheese
Phone disconnected no calls right now
Being punk makes me proud!