Together again a gathering of minds
stimulated by rhythm we gather at night
| with hopes of inspiration to bring home with us
through clouds of inebriation bits, and pieces held dear to us.
In a perfect world this would be all there is
not just a reward for the things that we have to do .

Will we all grow older and leave this behind us
or raise our children to understand our culture that carried us
from adolescence to adulthood all the things said and done
in these musty old taverns,livingrooms,and halls
with guitars,bass & drums we laugh,scream,we cry
out to the world night after night

From skateboards, skinheads, & junkies
to mothers and fathers just trying to get by.

Goodbye Punk Rock.See you on some weekend.

Goodbye punk rock see you when I have time.

Goodbye Punk Rock I'll see you when my friends band is playing
whom I haven't seen in a very long time.......