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You want to take a look around and tell me what you see
A lot of self-indulgent kids all talking about unity
But you've got to like to right bands
You've got to wear the right clothes
You've got to keep up with the trends to be in this fashion show
A popularity contest
Punk points is what you seek
And all that really matters is how you comb your hair this week
Pathetic mindless social letter climbing sons of bitches
Who only want to hear what the hardcore elite says
They all talk about unity, but let me tell you what I see
A bunch of social cliques that really don't care
You don't know me
You don't know me
Don't try to place me in yourself absorbed scene
You don't know me
You don't know me
Don't try to place me in yourself absorbed scene
Where's your hardcore etiquette
This month we don't have fun
Not on the exclusive punk rock members only club
Living off of Mom and Dad
Nothing ever gets that bad
I'm going to be as Hardline as I want
They all talk about unity, but let me tell you what I see
A bunch of social cliques that really don't care
You don't know me
You don't know me
Don't try to place me in yourself absorbed scene
You don't know me
You don't know me
Don't try to place me in yourself absorbed scene
St. Mark's summer campers
Crybabies wearing pampers
You can't be a rebel without the uniform
Scared of acting by yourself
Your imitating someone else
Individual expression
Or your urge to conform
And one day you'll realize
You can see it with your own eyes
And everything just may not be black and white
But until that day comes
I won't forget what you have done
So you better just stay the hell out of my sight
They all talk about unity, but let me tell you what I see
A bunch of social cliques that really don't care
You don't know me
You don't know me
Don't try to place me in yourself absorbed scene
You don't know me
You don't know me
Don't try to place me in yourself absorbed scene
You don't know me
You don't know me
Don't you dare try and label me
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