Coffee in the morning, it tastes kinda bitter
And I just can’t stand what I see in the mirror
Shirt and tie well it’s oh so nice
But I just can’t seem to look myself in the eye
Turn on the radio, a tune comes on
I wonder to myself where did it all go wrong
And a voice keeps whispering in my head
Life’s ticking by but punk’s not dead
Punk’s not dead punk’s not dead
It’s just sleeping punk’s not dead
So it wasn’t just an adolescence phase
I think to myself as I look back upon those days
An old photograph mohawk on my head
It’s alive and kicking punk’s not dead
Punk’s not dead punk’s not dead
It’s just sleeping punk’s not dead
As I grab my briefcase and go out the door
Something inside of me just seems to roar
You once believed and you always said
You’d never conform and that you’d die instead
Well it’s all in the past now but I can’t let go
I guess it’s part of me cause it’s still in my bones
I struggled so hard fought with all my might
Convention overpowered me like a thief in the night
My eyes well with tears wanna go back to bed
It can’t be true cause punk’s not dead
Punk’s not dead punk’s not dead
It’s just sleeping punk’s not dead
Punk’s not dead punk’s not dead
It’s just sleeping punk’s not dead