Текст песни Punks on parole

Another fucked up life again Still crawling in the dirt Another fucked up day again With nothing more to drink Another fucking empty bottle Still crushes the floor Another fucked up mind again Life is so absurb C: So hear what I say and you'll get the point of view We are the punx on parole - breaking all the rules And everytning I say is pointed at you We are the punx on parole - rocking on... for you Another restless hour here I'm running on desperate Another day on the run Trying to find the pub Sitting down and thinking About a drink and myself Drinking for my freedom It's the great way to end