We're professional punkers
We come from the suburbs
After 15 years we're still having fun
Now we're over 30
Not looking so pretty
At least we got a beat upaccordian
That's Erik our drummer
His fathers a plumber
He drank enough booze to get rhode island drunk
Now sober but smelly
He's got one big belly
From living the good life provided by punk
Singin Singin Singin
Buy me a becks beer or pass me a bong
Gimmie some bushmills I'll sing you this song
Open another big box of cheap wine
We're over 30 we're doin just fine
Hefe's not satanic
He's one hippie hispanic
He grew up with one dozen cousins and Kim
He wears baggy pants and knows how to break dance
You've seen him do every impersonation
That Melvin on six string
(Some tell me I can't sing)
Oh I think you can just don't do it around me
Stick with what you know
Playing guitar solo
With Hetson and Watt in punk karaoke
Singin Singin Singin
Buy me a becks beer or pass me a bong
Gimmie some push pills I'll sing you this song
Open another big box of cheap wine
We're over 30 we're doin just fine
My name is Fat Mike
I'm obsessed with big lesbians
I've been a punk rocker for most of my life
I sing kinda flat
I'm not really so fat
But that's how I hit'em
With hook or a slice
(I'm Kent I do sound!)
Look his getting so round!
(I'm Timmy the Turtle!)
He counts as he clicks!
(I'm Jay! And I don't care)
Someone please cut his hair!
I'm Limo from Scotland so give me haggis
Singin!
Singin!
Singin!
Buy me a becks beer or pass me a bong
Gimmie some push pills I'll sing you this song
Open another big box of cheap wine
We're over 30 we're doin just fine
Buy me a becks beer or pass me a bong
Gimmie some push pills I'll sing you this song
We a quaalide or chop we a line
We're pushin 40 we're doin
Just fine!
Give me a casual, pass me a bong
Give me Glenlivet I'll sing you this song
Open another big box of cheap wine
If you take the low road then I'll take the high
