How was my friend ever in Black Flag
that would be rubbish wouldn't it (eh-eh-eh-eh)
when Damaged came out, i was a roadie
i am not the British Joe Cole (footballer twit)

Yeah you
I am a aid
Yeah you
we are the champs
Yeah you
buy me some new shit

Ooh we you, i look just like Joe Cole
oh, oh, and i sound Henry Rollins too
I am going to be the saviour of Punk
it's not going to be like that

These are the days when i used to be
leaving my doors unlocked
seeing my neighbours get down with the kids
resting to Mindless Self Indulgence and Hoobastank

Yeah you
we're leaving Rome
yeah you
we're going to Belfast
yeah you
you don't see that anymore

Oh i oh
i look just like Joe Cole
then there's Henry Rollins
i don't see if i can give a bum
i don't see you anymore
i don't see you anymore
i don't see you anymore

Bang, bang?
who are these creeps
shooting guns at our faces
enjoyed that Hole gig earlier
and that trip to the groceries
Hold on to that job
i forgot my brinx mat job

But darling don't you see thats gone now
and i don't know it now

Because it all a shame (miss those days tonight)

Oh we are
i look like Jole Cole today
oh i am not Henry Rollins
you don't see the things behind me there
i don't like this now

i don't like this now
i don't like this now
i don't like this now
i don't like this now
i don't like this now