It's in all the shows, stuffing white **** all up our nose
Will we ever learn from our tragic past?
We've become what we all hate, rock star in coats 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 lines, can someone please give me a hand?

It's the same old song and dance

Will the kids ever see the truth? The old goth kids they follow you
When will they have the strength to knock us down?
We pretend we are like you but we haven't got a ***kin' clue
We'll laugh as we watch it burn to the ground

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 lines, can someone please give me a hand?

There was a time when there was 'Make love not war'
But now it's just about making money and then making more
I remember when those five bands had five dollars at the door
Tut now all they care about is making money and then making more

Punks not dead, it's alive and well
It's in the malls, you can buy it retail
***k the scene, let's put it to bed
Kill the cause because it's already dead

It's the same old song and dance
It's the same old song and dance
It's the same old song and dance
It's the same old song and dance
It's the same old song and dance

Tired of punk rock giants
Tired of punk rock giants
Tired of punk rock giants
Tired of punk rock giants