All The Young Punks (New Boots And Contracts)

I was hanging about down the market street
I spent a lot of time on my feet
When I saw some passing yobbos
And we did chance to speak

I knew how to sing y'know
And they knew how to pose
And one of 'em had a Les Paul
Heart attack machine

All the young punks
Laugh your life 'cause there ain't much to cry for
All you young cunts
Live it now 'cause there ain't much to die for

All the young punks
Laugh your life 'cause there ain't much to cry for
All you young cunts
Live it now 'cause there ain't much to die for

Everybody wants to bum a ride
On the rock 'n' roller coaster
And we went out and got our name
In small print on the poster

'Course we got a manager
Though he ain't from mafia
A contract is a contract
When they got'em out on year

All the young punks
Laugh your life 'cause there ain't much to cry for
All you young cunts
Live it now 'cause there ain't much to die for

All you young punks
Laugh your life 'cause there ain't much to cry for
All you young cunts
Live it now 'cause there ain't much to die for

You gotta drag yourself to work
Drag yourself to sleep
You're dead from the neck up
By the middle of the week

Face front you got the future
Shining like a piece of gold
But I swear as we get closer
It looks more like a lump of coal

But it's better than some factory
That's no place to waste your youth
I worked there for a week once
But luckily got the boot

All the young punks
Laugh your life 'cause there ain't much to cry for
All you young cunts
Live it now 'cause there ain't much to die for

All the young punks
Laugh your life 'cause there ain't much to cry for
All you young cunts
Live it now 'cause there ain't much to die for