I Turned Out A Punk

One, two, three, four!

Mummy was a hostess, Daddy was a drunk
Cause they didn't love me, then I turned out a punk
An ex-house full of memories, memories of junk
Never had a childhood, I turned out a punk

Better learn how to play guitar with a plink and a plunk
I didn't like jazz, I didn't like funk
I turned out a punk, I turned out a punk

Slowly started slipping down 'till my ship was sunk
Going nowhere in my life, I turned out a punk
Didn't care 'bout anyone, sat round smoking skunk
Didn't know what I had done, I turned out a punk

Better learn how to play guitar with a plink and a plunk
I didn't like jazz, I didn't like funk
I turned out a punk, I turned out a punk

Better learn how to play guitar with a plink and a plunk
I didn't like jazz, I didn't like funk
I turned out a punk, I turned out a punk

Woke up at the afternoon with a mouth full of gunk
Blob out with my video, I turned out a punk
Took my disabilities, packed them in a trunk
Rock 'n' roll's alright by me, I turned out a punk

Better learn how to play guitar with a plink and a plunk
I didn't like jazz, I didn't like funk
I turned out a punk, I turned out a punk
I turned out a punk, I turned out a punk

Better learn how to play guitar with a plink and a plunk
I didn't like jazz, I didn't like funk
I turned out a punk, I turned out a punk
I turned out a punk, I turned out a punk

Better learn how to play guitar with a plink and a plunk
I didn't like jazz, I didn't like funk
I turned out a punk, I turned out a punk
I turned out a punk, I turned out a punk