Bad Co. Project - Punk Fiction lyrics

Into a new age with our sound of rage Accustomed ways might go but the purpose won't Doomsday will come, we'll still be around The seed of our cult will not die It's a kind of prediction - this ain't no PUNK FICTION Down the alleyways shirts for a sell-out price No more D.I.Y. - bought from C&A There's much more behind this fashionpunk-parade It needs to be opportune, nostalgia's a movements doom The spirit will survive, the flame is still alive but the faces change Sitting in my room at night wild beats hit my mind Pulsing through my veins, I can't live without that noise All trends will die out and we'll still be around And hang out in gangs on the street It's a kind of prediction - this ain't no PUNK FICTION