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There's people out there that think we're mental

We're approaching middle age and still wanna pogo

We ain't got guns but we got a lot of ammo

My brain is fucked with brain disease, ow!

And I can't see why you're fucking with me

With punk running through my brain

Get outta my way cos here it comes again

There's people out there that think we're crazy

We're a little bit fly and a little bit lazy

We don't much care cos we're so fucking wasted

My brain is fucked with brain disease, ow!

And I can't see why you're fucking with me

With punk running through my brain

Get outta my way cos here it comes again

Aah!

There's people out there that think we're crackpots

Exclaimation mark with a black dot

Jar of suds and a line - Jackpot!

My brain is fucked with brain disease, ow!

And I can't see why you're fucking with me

With punk running through my brain

Get outta my way cos here it comes again (again) (again)