Punk Rock was the musical terrorism of the 20th century!!!
Punk was spat out with a wild contempt by the devils children.
Punk was loud and uncompromising and on the loose!
Punk vibrations could be felt in the cheapest dives and caverns.
Punks sickly devotees become the tackiest bunch in a teen mindset.
Punks CREATED soounds from the street in 3 minutes flat or less, jack knifed by one almighty lone chord ringing in our ears.
Punk was anti-fashion without no boundaries.
Punk created angry slash n epoxy texts written by disssaffected youths.
Punk attracted the fast living amongst us without no snotty sullen pimps to control our noise or shut us up for at least 15 minutes although they tried!
Peter Don't Care September 2001
It belted out soounds from the street in 3 minutes flat or less jack knifed by one almighty lone chord ringing in our ears. It was a hard 'n' tough alternative to the candy flossed deceited caccoon of pop. It gloryfyed cheap appeal with a new sound of rebellion.
It scared the living daylights outta parents, the safe tame pop world and the dinosaurs who dominated the planet since the learly 70's. Punk Rock ras a new fresh attack on their multi-tracked multi layered concept albums of the serious music listener and the preformed showbiz pop acts of the charts. Punk was real, it was nasty and it was coming to get ya!
Lyrics, songs, delivery
BOLLOCKS RAMONES DAMNED DEAD KENNEDYS ADVERTS CLASH CRASS
"A" BOMB IN WARDOUR STREET - Paul Weller
Where the streets are paved with blood,with cataclysmic overtones
Fear and hate linger in the air, a strictly no-go deadly zone
I don't know what I'm doing here, 'cause it's not my scene at all
There's an 'A' bomb in Wardour Street
They've called in the Army, they've called in the police
I'm stranded on the vortex floor
My head's been kicked in and blood's started to poor
Through the haze I can see my girl
Fifteen geezers got her pinned to the door
I try to reach her but fall back to the floor
'A' bomb in Wardour Street, it's blown up the West End
Now it's spreading through the City
'A' bomb in Wardour Street, it's blown up the City
Now it's spreading through the country
Law and order takes a turn for the worst
In the shape of a size 10 boot
Rape and murder throughout the land, and they tell you that you're still a free man
Well if this is freedom I don't understand, 'cause it seems like madness to me.
'A' bomb in Wardour Street.
hate bomb, Hate Bomb, Hate Bomb, HATE BOMB
A philistine nation, of degradation, and hate and war
There must be more
It's Doctor Marten's
A -P-O-C-A-L-Y-P-S-E.......... APOCALYPSE