It Ain’t Punk Rock Electric Six

It ain't punk rock til the punk rockers say it's punk rock
It ain't punk rock til the punk rockers say it's punk rock
Don't waste your examining the mind of a stripper
You're gonna get gripped in the grip of the gripper
It ain't punk rock til the punk rockers say it's punk rock
Rock, rock, rock, rock

Number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight
Number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight
Why are all the white people filled with hate? (Filled with hate)
Why do archaeologists excavate? (Excavate)
Number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight
(Number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight, number eighty-eight)

I know it's getting late
We should wrap this debate
So decide under the covers where the good times await
Every life needs a fate
Every lad needs a mate
Every seller needs an buyer
Every oven needs a fire
And if you're on fire, you're gonna need some water
And if you're underwater, you're gonna need some air
And if you're in the air you're gonna need a place to land
And if you're on land...
You can come and see my piece of shit band