Made it through the witch-hunt
Provin' I'm a common man
Stunned by the patience
You've shown me
Were they classified and demonized
By vocation and style and taste
Will I be a fool for a little while?
But something tells me I'm
Just not good enough
Can your mother understand?
Oooh-oooh
Yeah-yeah!
Well, I'm not a punk
I'm a Punk rocker
I'm not a punk
I'm a Punk rocker!
Turned around in Hollywood
Now I'm makin' my way back home
And you're growing tired of the cold now
And you turn to your friends
They say that they found what they're lookin' for
You can't reassure the bitter ones that doubt me
‘Cause they're just not sure enough
We'll try and make ‘em understand
That I'm not a punk
I'm a Punk rocker
I'm not a punk
I'm a Punk rocker
Well, I'm not a punk
I'm a Punk rocker
Well, I'm not a punk
I'm a Punk rocker!
Well, I'm not a punk
(I'm not a punk)
I'm a Punk rocker
Well, I'm not a punk
(I'm not a punk)
I'm a Punk rocker
Well, I'm not a punk
(I'm not a punk)
I'm a Punk rocker
Well, I'm not a punk
(I'm not a punk)
I'm a Punk rocker!
Well, I'm not a punk
(I'm not a punk)
I'm a Punk rocker
(I'm not a punk)
(I'm not a punk)
(I'm not a punk)
(I'm not a punk)
(I'm not a punk)
(I'm not a punk)
(I'm not a punk)
(I'm not a punk)
(I'm not a punk)
(And I choose)
(Led by indifference)
(If you are indiferrent)
(Like myself)
(You too will wake up one day)
(To a life you do not understand)
