Our alternative nation where all the individuals
Are just being the same, massive imitation
Just a 90's version of the same rock and roll game

Yes, the same corporate rock
But now we're sporting punk rock gear
Who's shocked by tribal tattoos
And your pierced ears?

Search for identity, you put in your time
To grow to your dread locks
Change the inside or you'll be just a freak
But you'll act like a jock

Costume changes, will never give you
The answer you're looking for
Personality can't be purchased
In a skateboard store

A music revolution?
No, I will not invest
Same old institution
But I'm not impressed

We change our scene
We change our fashion
But can we change our mind?
An alternative nation's intellectual
Unless we change our mind.

Has the pit just become the dance of the dead
We're moved by vibration with no brains in our head
Ego boost put you up on the top of the crowd
You only care that the music is loud