Dead-beat Punk Song for Rebel Teens

I pick up an old cigarette I light a broken match I drink some moldy coffee And I know I’m not a catch Kids today with cameras They’re fighting for the crown From what I see I’m the only one true punk in town I live in a hole out of town You might be obscure I’m underground Dead-beat punk songs For rebel teens I avoid my family By any means They are all conservative I’m on the left And that’s as cliche as folk punk can get. Politicians lie to get a profitable war Promise to stop poverty with a racist metaphor They hide all their problem even more Cause they’re all rotten to the core (2x) Dead-beat punk songs For rebel teens I avoid the cops By any means They are all conservative I’m on the left And that’s as cliche as folk punk can get. Too poor to pay the bills, too young to get a job Too old to go to school, and now I have to go to war Were all living in a broken system, until the machine tells us where to go I know that people will get angry, that’s what the bastards get for making Dead-beat punk songs For rebel teens I avoid the bullets By any means One day this song may be viewed as treason Perhaps it’s all a cliche for a reason

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jul 05, 2026