They dress you up
Like a store window mannequin
Stuff you full of shit
Feed you contentment and punk becomes another excuse
To be as any corporate puppet
Of this society
We supposedly

Divorced ourselves from
they sell our fashion
They sell our fashion and ignore our soul
And ideals become nothing more
Than slogans on a t-shirt
Yeah, punk becomes just another teenage rebellion
hiding behind the skirts of society
cause that which it cannot distort
it must assimilate
It must assimilate, yeah

Take the superficialities
take the superficialities
Of dress and appearance
They sell our fashion
They sell our fashion and ignore our soul
And ideals become nothing more than slogans on a t-shirt