"Punkhouse" lyrics
"Punkhouse"
If you need a place to stay
Welcome to the punkhouse
It's a party every day
Living in a punkhouse
Stay awhile and sit and smoke a cigarette
La la la la
There's always something happening here
When you're in a punkhouse
Cheap food, even cheaper beer
Are always in a punkhouse
Jump up and down, dance on the couch
Stuff a potato in your mouth
La la la
Life goes by way too fast
To spend it working for somebody else
It don't make any sense
If you like it here, why don't you stay?
Don't wanna work?
Well, that's OK
'Cause no one else here wants to get a real job
Come on down, hang out with us
Hang out at a punkhouse
Don't mind all the filth and grime and muck
'Cause it's just a punkhouse
Spaghetti stains on the walls
And creepy insects in the halls
We'll have a ball
Young and dirt poor and having fun
And we're never growing up
Never growing up
Up
Growing up
Growing up
And we're never growing up
And we're never growing up
And we're never growing up
Writer(s): Benjamin M Foster
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