I hated high school All the jocks and Barbie dolls So I joined the punk scene To get away from it all It seems that now days There's no escape from it all Staring deadly eyes There's tension at punk shows
You pick on the weak You pick on the small Fighting at the shows You ruin it all
Heathers in the scene This movie we live in Touch somebody in the pit A fight breaks out Don't like what you wear They kick you in the face The soap opera in the scene Was never made for me